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Chat Between Brother and Sister

           "Orratheryouinsultme,"continuedshe,pressingwithherstiffenedhandsthetwoarmsofhereasychair,andraisingherselfuponherwrists.

           "Iinsultyou!"saidLorddeWinter,withcontempt."Intruth,madame,doyouthinkthatcanbepossible?"

           "Indeed,sir,"saidMilady,"youmustbeeitherdrunkormad.Leavetheroom,andsendmeawoman."

           "Womenareveryindiscreet,mysister.CannotIserveyouasawaitingmaid?Bythatmeansalloursecretswillremaininthefamily."

           "Insolent!"criedMilady;andasifacteduponbyaspring,sheboundedtowardthebaron,whoawaitedherattackwithhisarmscrossed,butneverthelesswithonehandonthehiltofhissword.

           "Come!"saidhe."Iknowyouareaccustomedtoassassinatepeople;butIwarnyouIshalldefendmyself,evenagainstyou."

           "Youareright,"saidMilady."Youhavealltheappearanceofbeingcowardlyenoughtoliftyourhandagainstawoman."

           "Perhapsso;andIhaveanexcuse,forminewouldnotbethefirsthandofamanthathasbeenplaceduponyou,Iimagine."

           Andthebaronpointed,withaslowandaccusinggesture,totheleftshoulderofMilady,whichhealmosttouchedwithhisfinger.

           Miladyutteredadeep,inwardshriek,andretreatedtoacorneroftheroomlikeapantherwhichcrouchesforaspring.

           "Oh,growlasmuchasyouplease,"criedLorddeWinter,"butdon’ttrytobite,forIwarnyouthatitwouldbetoyourdisadvantage.Thereareherenoprocuratorswhoregulatesuccessionsbeforehand.

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