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"
Ah
,
Madame
,
"
said
d'Artagnan
,
entering
by
the
door
which
the
young
woman
opened
for
him
,
"
allow
me
to
tell
you
that
you
have
a
bad
sort
of
a
husband
.
"
"
You
have
,
then
,
overheard
our
conversation
?
"
asked
Mme.
Bonacieux
,
eagerly
,
and
looking
at
d'Artagnan
with
disquiet
.
"
The
whole
.
"
"
But
how
,
my
God
?
"
"
By
a
mode
of
proceeding
known
to
myself
,
and
by
which
I
likewise
overheard
the
more
animated
conversation
which
he
had
with
the
cardinal
's
police
.
"
"
And
what
did
you
understand
by
what
we
said
?
"
"
A
thousand
things
.
In
the
first
place
,
that
,
unfortunately
,
your
husband
is
a
simpleton
and
a
fool
;
in
the
next
place
,
you
are
in
trouble
,
of
which
I
am
very
glad
,
as
it
gives
me
a
opportunity
of
placing
myself
at
your
service
,
and
God
knows
I
am
ready
to
throw
myself
into
the
fire
for
you
;
finally
,
that
the
queen
wants
a
brave
,
intelligent
,
devoted
man
to
make
a
journey
to
London
for
her
.
I
have
at
least
two
of
the
three
qualities
you
stand
in
need
of
,
and
here
I
am
.
"
Mme.
Bonacieux
made
no
reply
;
but
her
heart
beat
with
joy
and
secret
hope
shone
in
her
eyes
.
"
And
what
guarantee
will
you
give
me
,
"
asked
she
,
"
if
I
consent
to
confide
this
message
to
you
?
"
"
My
love
for
you
.
Speak
!
Command
!
What
is
to
be
done
?
"
