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Toward four o'clock in the morning the doctor arrived; but since the time Milady stabbed herself, however short, the wound had closed. The doctor could therefore measure neither the direction nor the depth of it; he only satisfied himself by Milady's pulse that the case was not serious. She had one hope, which was that Felton would appear at the breakfast hour; but Felton did not come.
Being a few paces in advance she whispered to the lackeys, "A thousand pistoles to each of you, if you will assist my escape; but if you deliver me up to your masters, I have near at hand avengers who will make you pay dearly for my death." Grimaud hesitated. Mousqueton trembled in all his members. Athos, who heard Milady's voice, came sharply up. Lord de Winter did the same.
Seeing it go down the drain would be for her like watching a loved child sink for the third time in some pond or mere. And there was no question that, unless carefully prepared for the touch, Uncle Tom would see a hundred Milady's Boudoirs go phut rather than take the rap. Then I saw how the thing could be handled. This aunt, I perceived, must fall into line with my other clients.
"No," replied Athos, with a singular smile. "I gave it away in a night of love, as it has been given to you." D'Artagnan became pensive in his turn; it appeared as if there were abysses in Milady's soul whose depths were dark and unknown. He took back the ring, but put it in his pocket and not on his finger.
The accommodations, too, while they are comfortable and even luxurious for the poor creatures that have hitherto slept on ash-barrels and stone flaggings, are unfit for household pets that have slept on cushions, soft rugs, and milady's bed. There is a dog-house and a cat-house, sufficiently far apart that the occupants of one need not be disturbed by those of the other.
"Do you know," said Porthos, "that to twist that damned Milady's neck would be a smaller sin than to twist those of these poor devils of Huguenots, who have committed no other crime than singing in French the psalms we sing in Latin?" "What says the abbe?" asked Athos, quietly. "I say I am entirely of Porthos's opinion," replied Aramis. "And I, too," said d'Artagnan.
There only remained three things to decide what they should write to Milady's brother; what they should write to the clever person at Tours; and which should be the lackeys to carry the letters. Everyone offered his own. Athos talked of the discretion of Grimaud, who never spoke a word but when his master unlocked his mouth.
And he did tell her so much, and so well, that the poor girl, who asked nothing better than to believe him, did believe him. Nevertheless, to d'Artagnan's great astonishment, the pretty Kitty defended herself resolutely. Time passes quickly when it is passed in attacks and defenses. Midnight sounded, and almost at the same time the bell was rung in Milady's chamber.
And De Winter glancing around him, Raoul quickly understood that the two friends wished to be alone and he therefore left the room unaffectedly. "Come, now that we are alone," said Athos, "let us talk of yourself." "Whilst we are alone let us speak of ourselves," replied De Winter. "He is here." "Who?" "Milady's son."
And, if you'd believe her, there's not a man in the audience, afternoon or evening, that isn't dead-gone on her. "Guess who's my latest," she said to me this afternoon, while we four Charities stood in the wings waiting. "Topham old Topham!" It all got clear to me then in a minute. "Topham nothing!" I sneered. "Beryl Big-head, Topham thinks of only one thing Milady's jewel-box.
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