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"
What
are
you
going
to
do
?
"
cried
Mme.
Bonacieux
;
"
you
will
ruin
us
all
!
"
"
But
I
have
sworn
to
kill
that
man
!
"
said
d'Artagnan
.
"
Your
life
is
devoted
from
this
moment
,
and
does
not
belong
to
you
.
In
the
name
of
the
queen
I
forbid
you
to
throw
yourself
into
any
peril
which
is
foreign
to
that
of
your
journey
.
"
"
And
do
you
command
nothing
in
your
own
name
?
"
"
In
my
name
,
"
said
Mme.
Bonacieux
,
with
great
emotion
,
"
in
my
name
I
beg
you
!
But
listen
;
they
appear
to
be
speaking
of
me
.
"
D'Artagnan
drew
near
the
window
,
and
lent
his
ear
.
M.
Bonacieux
had
opened
his
door
,
and
seeing
the
apartment
,
had
returned
to
the
man
in
the
cloak
,
whom
he
had
left
alone
for
an
instant
.
"
She
is
gone
,
"
said
he
;
"
she
must
have
returned
to
the
Louvre
.
"
"
You
are
sure
,
"
replied
the
stranger
,
"
that
she
did
not
suspect
the
intentions
with
which
you
went
out
?
"
"
No
,
"
replied
Bonacieux
,
with
a
self-sufficient
air
,
"
she
is
too
superficial
a
woman
.
"
