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It
was
then
nearly
eight
o'clock
in
the
evening
.
Milady
perceived
a
bed
;
she
calculated
that
the
repose
of
a
few
hours
would
not
only
refresh
her
head
and
her
ideas
,
but
still
further
,
her
complexion
.
A
better
idea
,
however
,
came
into
her
mind
before
going
to
bed
.
She
had
heard
something
said
about
supper
.
She
had
already
been
an
hour
in
this
apartment
;
they
could
not
long
delay
bringing
her
a
repast
.
The
prisoner
did
not
wish
to
lose
time
;
and
she
resolved
to
make
that
very
evening
some
attempts
to
ascertain
the
nature
of
the
ground
she
had
to
work
upon
,
by
studying
the
characters
of
the
men
to
whose
guardianship
she
was
committed
.
A
light
appeared
under
the
door
;
this
light
announced
the
reappearance
of
her
jailers
.
Milady
,
who
had
arisen
,
threw
herself
quickly
into
the
armchair
,
her
head
thrown
back
,
her
beautiful
hair
unbound
and
disheveled
,
her
bosom
half
bare
beneath
her
crumpled
lace
,
one
hand
on
her
heart
,
and
the
other
hanging
down
.
The
bolts
were
drawn
;
the
door
groaned
upon
its
hinges
.
Steps
sounded
in
the
chamber
,
and
drew
near
.
"
Place
that
table
there
,
"
said
a
voice
which
the
prisoner
recognized
as
that
of
Felton
.
The
order
was
executed
.
"
You
will
bring
lights
,
and
relieve
the
sentinel
,
"
continued
Felton
.
And
this
double
order
which
the
young
lieutenant
gave
to
the
same
individuals
proved
to
Milady
that
her
servants
were
the
same
men
as
her
guards
;
that
is
to
say
,
soldiers
.
Felton
's
orders
were
,
for
the
rest
,
executed
with
a
silent
rapidity
that
gave
a
good
idea
of
the
way
in
which
he
maintained
discipline
.
At
length
Felton
,
who
had
not
yet
looked
at
Milady
,
turned
toward
her
.
"
Ah
,
ah
!
"
said
he
,
"
she
is
asleep
;
that
's
well
.
When
she
wakes
she
can
sup
.
"
And
he
made
some
steps
toward
the
door
.
