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"
Yes
;
I
am
a
man
of
honor
,
"
said
d'Artagnan
,
determined
to
come
to
an
end
,
"
and
since
your
love
is
mine
,
and
I
am
satisfied
I
possess
it
--
for
I
do
possess
it
,
do
I
not
?
"
"
Entirely
;
go
on
.
"
"
Well
,
I
feel
as
if
transformed
--
a
confession
weighs
on
my
mind
.
"
"
A
confession
!
"
"
If
I
had
the
least
doubt
of
your
love
I
would
not
make
it
,
but
you
love
me
,
my
beautiful
mistress
,
do
you
not
?
"
"
Without
doubt
.
"
"
Then
if
through
excess
of
love
I
have
rendered
myself
culpable
toward
you
,
you
will
pardon
me
?
"
"
Perhaps
.
"
D'Artagnan
tried
with
his
sweetest
smile
to
touch
his
lips
to
Milady
's
,
but
she
evaded
him
.
"
This
confession
,
"
said
she
,
growing
paler
,
"
what
is
this
confession
?
"
