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Cries
were
soon
heard
,
and
then
moans
,
which
someone
appeared
to
be
endeavoring
to
stifle
.
There
were
no
questions
.
"
The
devil
!
"
said
d'Artagnan
to
himself
.
"
It
seems
like
a
woman
!
They
search
her
;
she
resists
;
they
use
force
--
the
scoundrels
!
"
In
spite
of
his
prudence
,
d'Artagnan
restrained
himself
with
great
difficulty
from
taking
a
part
in
the
scene
that
was
going
on
below
.
"
But
I
tell
you
that
I
am
the
mistress
of
the
house
,
gentlemen
!
I
tell
you
I
am
Madame
Bonacieux
;
I
tell
you
I
belong
to
the
queen
!
"
cried
the
unfortunate
woman
.
"
Madame
Bonacieux
!
"
murmured
d'Artagnan
.
"
Can
I
be
so
lucky
as
to
find
what
everybody
is
seeking
for
?
"
The
voice
became
more
and
more
indistinct
;
a
tumultuous
movement
shook
the
partition
.
The
victim
resisted
as
much
as
a
woman
could
resist
four
men
.
"
Pardon
,
gentlemen
--
par
--
"
murmured
the
voice
,
which
could
now
only
be
heard
in
inarticulate
sounds
.
"
They
are
binding
her
;
they
are
going
to
drag
her
away
,
"
cried
d'Artagnan
to
himself
,
springing
up
from
the
floor
.
"
My
sword
!
Good
,
it
is
by
my
side
!
Planchet
!
"
"
Monsieur
.
"
"
Run
and
seek
Athos
,
Porthos
and
Aramis
.
One
of
the
three
will
certainly
be
at
home
,
perhaps
all
three
.
Tell
them
to
take
arms
,
to
come
here
,
and
to
run
!
Ah
,
I
remember
,
Athos
is
at
Monsieur
de
Treville
's
.
"
