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A Gascon a Match for Cupid

           "Pray,d’Artagnan,"saidAthos,afteraminute,"eithertakeoffthatringorturnthemountinginside;itrecallssuchcruelrecollectionsthatIshallhavenoheadtoconversewithyou.Don’taskmeforcounsel;don’ttellmeyouareperplexedwhattodo.Butstop!letmelookatthatsapphireagain;theoneImentionedtoyouhadoneofitsfacesscratchedbyaccident."

           D’Artagnantookoffthering,givingitagaintoAthos.

           Athosstarted."Look,"saidhe,"isitnotstrange?"andhepointedouttod’Artagnanthescratchhehadremembered.

           "Butfromwhomdidthisringcometoyou,Athos?"

           "Frommymother,whoinheriteditfromhermother.AsItoldyou,itisanoldfamilyjewel."

           "Andyousoldit?"askedd’Artagnan,hesitatingly.

           "No,"repliedAthos,withasingularsmile."Igaveitawayinanightoflove,asithasbeengiventoyou."

           D’Artagnanbecamepensiveinhisturn;itappearedasiftherewereabyssesinMilady’ssoulwhosedepthsweredarkandunknown.Hetookbackthering,butputitinhispocketandnotonhisfinger.

           "d’Artagnan,"saidAthos,takinghishand,"youknowIloveyou;ifIhadasonIcouldnotlovehimbetter.Takemyadvice,renouncethiswoman.Idonotknowher,butasortofintuitiontellsmesheisalostcreature,andthatthereissomethingfatalabouther."

           "Youareright,"saidd’Artagnan;"Iwillhavedonewithher.Iownthatthiswomanterrifiesme."

           "Shallyouhavethecourage?"saidAthos.

           "Ishall,"repliedd’Artagnan,"andinstantly."

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