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"Yes, your double-dealing advisers, your Chevalier de Lorraine your De Wardes. Intrust the conduct of this affair to me. You wish the Duke of Buckingham to leave, do you not?" "As soon as possible, madame." "Send the duke to me, then; smile upon your wife, behave to her, to the king, to every one, as usual. But follow no advice but mine. Alas!
After he had apologized to each of them for any inconvenience he might have put them to, he turned towards De Wardes, who, in spite of his customary self-command, could not prevent his face betraying some surprise mingled with not a little uneasiness.
For the rest this vengeance was very easy; for Milady, doubtless to conceal her blushes from her lover, had ordered Kitty to extinguish all the lights in the apartment, and even in the little chamber itself. Before daybreak M. de Wardes must take his departure, still in obscurity. Presently they heard Milady retire to her room. D'Artagnan slipped into the wardrobe.
"Oh! that would not wound me in the slightest degree, my dear De Wardes," said De Guiche, smiling, notwithstanding the shiver that ran through his whole frame. "Why, such a favor would be too great a happiness."
De Wardes, irritated at finding himself dragged away in so abrupt a manner by this Englishman, had sought in his subtle mind for some means of escaping from his fetters; but no one having rendered him any assistance in this respect, he was absolutely obliged, therefore, to submit to the burden of his own evil thoughts and caustic spirit.
Then, stretching out his hand and feeling all over the ground close to where the comte lay, he sought until he found De Guiche's pistol. "By Heaven!" he said, rising to his feet, pale as death and with the pistol in his hand, "you are not mistaken, he is quite dead." "Dead!" repeated De Wardes. "Yes; and his pistol is still loaded," added Manicamp, looking into the pan.
"Yes, your double-dealing advisers, your Chevalier de Lorraine your De Wardes. Intrust the conduct of this affair to me. You wish the Duke of Buckingham to leave, do you not?" "As soon as possible, madame." "Send the duke to me, then; smile upon your wife, behave to her, to the king, to every one, as usual. But follow no advice but mine. Alas!
Raoul's eye flashed, as, darting forward, he exclaimed, "Chevalier, this is a personal affair of my own!" At which exclamation, a smile, full of malice, passed across De Wardes's face. D'Artagnan put Raoul aside, saying, "Do not interrupt me, young man." And looking at De Wardes in an authoritative manner, he continued: "I am now dealing with a matter which cannot be settled by means of the sword.
"Assuredly," said De Wardes; "but will you allow me to remark, my dear count, that, without rank of some sort, one can hardly hope to belong to his royal highness's household?" "You are right," said the count, "court etiquette is absolute. The devil! we never so much as gave it a thought." "Alas! a sad misfortune for me, monsieur le comte," said Malicorne, changing color.
"That's the last folly to be committed," said Athos, "seeing it is the only one for which there is no remedy." "But I can never escape," said d'Artagnan, "with such enemies. First, my stranger of Meung; then de Wardes, to whom I have given three sword wounds; next Milady, whose secret I have discovered; finally, the cardinal, whose vengeance I have balked."
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