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D'Artagnan
grew
pale
,
and
a
convulsive
trembling
shook
all
his
limbs
.
"
Thou
alarmest
me
!
"
said
Athos
,
who
never
used
thee
and
thou
but
upon
very
particular
occasions
,
"
what
has
happened
?
"
"
Look
you
,
my
friends
!
"
cried
d'Artagnan
,
"
a
horrible
suspicion
crosses
my
mind
!
Can
this
be
another
vengeance
of
that
woman
?
"
It
was
now
Athos
who
turned
pale
.
D'Artagnan
rushed
toward
the
refreshment
room
,
the
three
Musketeers
and
the
two
Guards
following
him
.
The
first
object
that
met
the
eyes
of
d'Artagnan
on
entering
the
room
was
Brisemont
,
stretched
upon
the
ground
and
rolling
in
horrible
convulsions
.
Planchet
and
Fourreau
,
as
pale
as
death
,
were
trying
to
give
him
succor
;
but
it
was
plain
that
all
assistance
was
useless
--
all
the
features
of
the
dying
man
were
distorted
with
agony
.
"
Ah
!
"
cried
he
,
on
perceiving
d'Artagnan
,
"
ah
!
this
is
frightful
!
You
pretend
to
pardon
me
,
and
you
poison
me
!
"
"
I
!
"
cried
d'Artagnan
.
"
I
,
wretch
?
What
do
you
say
?
"
