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           "Butifhemistrustedyou,howcouldheconfidesuchanordertoyou?"

           "HowcouldIknowwhatIwasthebearerof?"

           "That’strue!AndyouaregoingtoPortsmouth?"

           "Ihavenotimetolose.Tomorrowisthetwenty-third,andBuckinghamsetssailtomorrowwithhisfleet."

           "Hesetssailtomorrow!Wherefor?"

           "ForLaRochelle."

           "Heneednotsail!"criedMilady,forgettingherusualpresenceofmind.

           "Besatisfied,"repliedFelton;"hewillnotsail."

           Miladystartedwithjoy.Shecouldreadtothedepthsoftheheartofthisyoungman;thedeathofBuckinghamwaswrittenthereatfulllength.

           "Felton,"criedshe,"youareasgreatasJudasMaccabeus!Ifyoudie,Iwilldiewithyou;thatisallIcansaytoyou."

           "Silence!"criedFelton;"wearehere."

           Infact,theytouchedthesloop.

           Feltonmountedtheladderfirst,andgavehishandtoMilady,whilethesailorssupportedher,fortheseawasstillmuchagitated.

           Aninstantaftertheywereonthedeck.

           "Captain,"saidFelton,"thisispersonofwhomIspoketoyou,andwhomyoumustconveysafeandsoundtoFrance."

           "Forathousandpistoles,"saidthecaptain.

           "Ihavepaidyoufivehundredofthem."

           "That’scorrect,"saidthecaptain.

           "Andherearetheotherfivehundred,"repliedMilady,placingherhanduponthebagofgold.

           "No,"saidthecaptain,"Imakebutonebargain;andIhaveagreedwiththisyoungmanthattheotherfivehundredshallnotbeduetometillwearriveatBoulogne"

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