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The
queen
turned
sharply
round
,
for
there
could
be
no
deception
in
the
expression
of
that
voice
;
it
was
a
friend
who
spoke
thus
.
In
fact
,
at
one
of
the
doors
which
opened
into
the
queen
's
apartment
appeared
the
pretty
Mme.
Bonacieux
.
She
had
been
engaged
in
arranging
the
dresses
and
linen
in
a
closet
when
the
king
entered
;
she
could
not
get
out
and
had
heard
all
.
The
queen
uttered
a
piercing
cry
at
finding
herself
surprised
--
for
in
her
trouble
she
did
not
at
first
recognize
the
young
woman
who
had
been
given
to
her
by
Laporte
.
"
Oh
,
fear
nothing
,
madame
!
"
said
the
young
woman
,
clasping
her
hands
and
weeping
herself
at
the
queen
's
sorrows
;
"
I
am
your
Majesty
's
,
body
and
soul
,
and
however
far
I
may
be
from
you
,
however
inferior
may
be
my
position
,
I
believe
I
have
discovered
a
means
of
extricating
your
Majesty
from
your
trouble
.
"
"
You
,
oh
,
heaven
,
you
!
"
cried
the
queen
;
"
but
look
me
in
the
face
.
I
am
betrayed
on
all
sides
.
Can
I
trust
in
you
?
"
"
Oh
,
madame
!
"
cried
the
young
woman
,
falling
on
her
knees
;
"
upon
my
soul
,
I
am
ready
to
die
for
your
Majesty
!
"
This
expression
sprang
from
the
very
bottom
of
the
heart
,
and
,
like
the
first
,
there
was
no
mistaking
it
.
"
Yes
,
"
continued
Mme.
Bonacieux
,
"
yes
,
there
are
traitors
here
;
but
by
the
holy
name
of
the
Virgin
,
I
swear
that
no
one
is
more
devoted
to
your
Majesty
than
I
am
.
Those
studs
which
the
king
speaks
of
,
you
gave
them
to
the
Duke
of
Buckingham
,
did
you
not
?
Those
studs
were
enclosed
in
a
little
rosewood
box
which
he
held
under
his
arm
?
Am
I
deceived
?
Is
it
not
so
,
madame
?
"
"
Oh
,
my
God
,
my
God
!
"
murmured
the
queen
,
whose
teeth
chattered
with
fright
.
