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"
And
I
am
yours
,
body
and
soul
!
"
"
Thanks
,
my
brave
lover
;
but
as
you
are
satisfied
of
my
love
,
you
must
,
in
your
turn
,
satisfy
me
of
yours
.
Is
it
not
so
?
"
"
Certainly
;
but
if
you
love
me
as
much
as
you
say
,
"
replied
d'Artagnan
,
"
do
you
not
entertain
a
little
fear
on
my
account
?
"
"
What
have
I
to
fear
?
"
"
Why
,
that
I
may
be
dangerously
wounded
--
killed
even
.
"
"
Impossible
!
"
cried
Milady
,
"
you
are
such
a
valiant
man
,
and
such
an
expert
swordsman
.
"
"
You
would
not
,
then
,
prefer
a
method
,
"
resumed
d'Artagnan
,
"
which
would
equally
avenge
you
while
rendering
the
combat
useless
?
"
Milady
looked
at
her
lover
in
silence
.
The
pale
light
of
the
first
rays
of
day
gave
to
her
clear
eyes
a
strangely
frightful
expression
.
"
Really
,
"
said
she
,
"
I
believe
you
now
begin
to
hesitate
.
"
"
No
,
I
do
not
hesitate
;
but
I
really
pity
this
poor
Comte
de
Wardes
,
since
you
have
ceased
to
love
him
.
I
think
that
a
man
must
be
so
severely
punished
by
the
loss
of
your
love
that
he
stands
in
need
of
no
other
chastisement
.
"
