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"
Oh
,
the
women
,
the
women
!
"
cried
the
old
soldier
.
"
I
know
them
by
their
romantic
imagination
.
Everything
that
savors
of
mystery
charms
them
.
So
you
have
seen
the
arm
,
that
was
all
.
You
would
meet
the
queen
,
and
she
would
not
know
who
you
are
?
"
"
No
;
but
thanks
to
this
diamond
,
"
replied
the
young
man
.
"
Listen
,
"
said
M.
de
Treville
;
"
shall
I
give
you
counsel
,
good
counsel
,
the
counsel
of
a
friend
?
"
"
You
will
do
me
honor
,
monsieur
,
"
said
d'Artagnan
.
"
Well
,
then
,
off
to
the
nearest
goldsmith
's
,
and
sell
that
diamond
for
the
highest
price
you
can
get
from
him
.
However
much
of
a
Jew
he
may
be
,
he
will
give
you
at
least
eight
hundred
pistoles
.
Pistoles
have
no
name
,
young
man
,
and
that
ring
has
a
terrible
one
,
which
may
betray
him
who
wears
it
.
"
"
Sell
this
ring
,
a
ring
which
comes
from
my
sovereign
?
Never
!
"
said
d'Artagnan
.
"
Then
,
at
least
turn
the
gem
inside
,
you
silly
fellow
;
for
everybody
must
be
aware
that
a
cadet
from
Gascony
does
not
find
such
stones
in
his
mother
's
jewel
case
.
"
"
You
think
,
then
,
I
have
something
to
dread
?
"
asked
d'Artagnan
.
"
I
mean
to
say
,
young
man
,
that
he
who
sleeps
over
a
mine
the
match
of
which
is
already
lighted
,
may
consider
himself
in
safety
in
comparison
with
you
.
"
"
The
devil
!
"
said
d'Artagnan
,
whom
the
positive
tone
of
M.
de
Treville
began
to
disquiet
,
"
the
devil
!
What
must
I
do
?
"
