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"
Come
in
,
my
dear
John
,
"
said
Lord
de
Winter
,
"
come
in
,
and
shut
the
door
.
"
The
young
officer
entered
.
"
Now
,
"
said
the
baron
,
"
look
at
this
woman
.
She
is
young
;
she
is
beautiful
;
she
possesses
all
earthly
seductions
.
Well
,
she
is
a
monster
,
who
,
at
twenty-five
years
of
age
,
has
been
guilty
of
as
many
crimes
as
you
could
read
of
in
a
year
in
the
archives
of
our
tribunals
.
Her
voice
prejudices
her
hearers
in
her
favor
;
her
beauty
serves
as
a
bait
to
her
victims
;
her
body
even
pays
what
she
promises
--
I
must
do
her
that
justice
.
She
will
try
to
seduce
you
,
perhaps
she
will
try
to
kill
you
.
I
have
extricated
you
from
misery
,
Felton
;
I
have
caused
you
to
be
named
lieutenant
;
I
once
saved
your
life
,
you
know
on
what
occasion
.
I
am
for
you
not
only
a
protector
,
but
a
friend
;
not
only
a
benefactor
,
but
a
father
.
This
woman
has
come
back
again
into
England
for
the
purpose
of
conspiring
against
my
life
.
I
hold
this
serpent
in
my
hands
.
Well
,
I
call
you
,
and
say
to
you
:
Friend
Felton
,
John
,
my
child
,
guard
me
,
and
more
particularly
guard
yourself
,
against
this
woman
.
Swear
,
by
your
hopes
of
salvation
,
to
keep
her
safely
for
the
chastisement
she
has
merited
.
John
Felton
,
I
trust
your
word
!
John
Felton
,
I
put
faith
in
your
loyalty
!
"
"
My
Lord
,
"
said
the
young
officer
,
summoning
to
his
mild
countenance
all
the
hatred
he
could
find
in
his
heart
,
"
my
Lord
,
I
swear
all
shall
be
done
as
you
desire
.
"
Milady
received
this
look
like
a
resigned
victim
;
it
was
impossible
to
imagine
a
more
submissive
or
a
more
mild
expression
than
that
which
prevailed
on
her
beautiful
countenance
.
Lord
de
Winter
himself
could
scarcely
recognize
the
tigress
who
,
a
minute
before
,
prepared
apparently
for
a
fight
.
"
She
is
not
to
leave
this
chamber
,
understand
,
John
,
"
continued
the
baron
.
"
She
is
to
correspond
with
nobody
;
she
is
to
speak
to
no
one
but
you
--
if
you
will
do
her
the
honor
to
address
a
word
to
her
.
"
"
That
is
sufficient
,
my
Lord
!
I
have
sworn
.
"
"
And
now
,
madame
,
try
to
make
your
peace
with
God
,
for
you
are
judged
by
men
!
"
Milady
let
her
head
sink
,
as
if
crushed
by
this
sentence
