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He
then
returned
to
the
captain
,
said
a
few
words
to
him
,
and
as
if
from
that
moment
the
vessel
was
under
his
command
,
he
ordered
a
maneuver
which
the
crew
executed
immediately
.
Then
the
vessel
resumed
its
course
,
still
escorted
by
the
little
cutter
,
which
sailed
side
by
side
with
it
,
menacing
it
with
the
mouths
of
its
six
cannon
.
The
boat
followed
in
the
wake
of
the
ship
,
a
speck
near
the
enormous
mass
.
During
the
examination
of
Milady
by
the
officer
,
as
may
well
be
imagined
,
Milady
on
her
part
was
not
less
scrutinizing
in
her
glances
.
But
however
great
was
the
power
of
this
woman
with
eyes
of
flame
in
reading
the
hearts
of
those
whose
secrets
she
wished
to
divine
,
she
met
this
time
with
a
countenance
of
such
impassivity
that
no
discovery
followed
her
investigation
.
The
officer
who
had
stopped
in
front
of
her
and
studied
her
with
so
much
care
might
have
been
twenty-five
or
twenty-six
years
of
age
.
He
was
of
pale
complexion
,
with
clear
blue
eyes
,
rather
deeply
set
;
his
mouth
,
fine
and
well
cut
,
remained
motionless
in
its
correct
lines
;
his
chin
,
strongly
marked
,
denoted
that
strength
of
will
which
in
the
ordinary
Britannic
type
denotes
mostly
nothing
but
obstinacy
;
a
brow
a
little
receding
,
as
is
proper
for
poets
,
enthusiasts
,
and
soldiers
,
was
scarcely
shaded
by
short
thin
hair
which
,
like
the
beard
which
covered
the
lower
part
of
his
face
,
was
of
a
beautiful
deep
chestnut
color
.
When
they
entered
the
port
,
it
was
already
night
.
The
fog
increased
the
darkness
,
and
formed
round
the
sternlights
and
lanterns
of
the
jetty
a
circle
like
that
which
surrounds
the
moon
when
the
weather
threatens
to
become
rainy
.
The
air
they
breathed
was
heavy
,
damp
,
and
cold
.
Milady
,
that
woman
so
courageous
and
firm
,
shivered
in
spite
of
herself
.
The
officer
desired
to
have
Milady
's
packages
pointed
out
to
him
,
and
ordered
them
to
be
placed
in
the
boat
.
When
this
operation
was
complete
,
he
invited
her
to
descend
by
offering
her
his
hand
.
Milady
looked
at
this
man
,
and
hesitated
.
"
Who
are
you
,
sir
,
"
asked
she
,
"
who
has
the
kindness
to
trouble
yourself
so
particularly
on
my
account
?
"
"
You
may
perceive
,
madame
,
by
my
uniform
,
that
I
am
an
officer
in
the
English
navy
,
"
replied
the
young
man
.
"
But
is
it
the
custom
for
the
officers
in
the
English
navy
to
place
themselves
at
the
service
of
their
female
compatriots
when
they
land
in
a
port
of
Great
Britain
,
and
carry
their
gallantry
so
far
as
to
conduct
them
ashore
?
"
"
Yes
,
madame
,
it
is
the
custom
,
not
from
gallantry
but
prudence
,
that
in
time
of
war
foreigners
should
be
conducted
to
particular
hotels
,
in
order
that
they
may
remain
under
the
eye
of
the
government
until
full
information
can
be
obtained
about
them
.
"
