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"
You
gave
de
Wardes
a
meeting
on
Thursday
last
in
this
very
room
,
did
you
not
?
"
"
No
,
no
!
It
is
not
true
,
"
said
Milady
,
in
a
tone
of
voice
so
firm
,
and
with
a
countenance
so
unchanged
,
that
if
d'Artagnan
had
not
been
in
such
perfect
possession
of
the
fact
,
he
would
have
doubted
.
"
Do
not
lie
,
my
angel
,
"
said
d'Artagnan
,
smiling
;
"
that
would
be
useless
.
"
"
What
do
you
mean
?
Speak
!
you
kill
me
.
"
"
Be
satisfied
;
you
are
not
guilty
toward
me
,
and
I
have
already
pardoned
you
.
"
"
What
next
?
what
next
?
"
"
De
Wardes
can
not
boast
of
anything
.
"
"
How
is
that
?
You
told
me
yourself
that
that
ring
--
"
"
That
ring
I
have
!
The
Comte
de
Wardes
of
Thursday
and
the
d'Artagnan
of
today
are
the
same
person
.
"
The
imprudent
young
man
expected
a
surprise
,
mixed
with
shame
--
a
slight
storm
which
would
resolve
itself
into
tears
;
but
he
was
strangely
deceived
,
and
his
error
was
not
of
long
duration
.
