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"
Yes
;
a
woman
whom
I
love
,
whom
I
adore
,
has
just
been
torn
from
me
by
force
.
I
do
not
know
where
she
is
or
whither
they
have
conducted
her
.
She
is
perhaps
a
prisoner
;
she
is
perhaps
dead
!
"
"
Yes
,
but
you
have
at
least
this
consolation
,
that
you
can
say
to
yourself
she
has
not
quit
you
voluntarily
,
that
if
you
learn
no
news
of
her
,
it
is
because
all
communication
with
you
is
interdicted
;
while
I
--
"
"
Well
?
"
"
Nothing
,
"
replied
Aramis
,
"
nothing
.
"
"
So
you
renounce
the
world
,
then
,
forever
;
that
is
a
settled
thing
--
a
resolution
registered
!
"
"
Forever
!
You
are
my
friend
today
;
tomorrow
you
will
be
no
more
to
me
than
a
shadow
,
or
rather
,
even
,
you
will
no
longer
exist
.
As
for
the
world
,
it
is
a
sepulcher
and
nothing
else
.
"
"
The
devil
!
All
this
is
very
sad
which
you
tell
me
.
"
"
What
will
you
?
My
vocation
commands
me
;
it
carries
me
away
.
"
D'Artagnan
smiled
,
but
made
no
answer
.
