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She
allowed
,
therefore
,
half
an
hour
to
pass
away
;
and
as
at
that
moment
all
was
silence
in
the
old
castle
,
as
nothing
was
heard
but
the
eternal
murmur
of
the
waves
--
that
immense
breaking
of
the
ocean
--
with
her
pure
,
harmonious
,
and
powerful
voice
,
she
began
the
first
couplet
of
the
psalm
then
in
great
favor
with
the
Puritans
:
"
Thou
leavest
thy
servants
,
Lord
,
To
see
if
they
be
strong
;
But
soon
thou
dost
afford
Thy
hand
to
lead
them
on
.
"
These
verses
were
not
excellent
--
very
far
from
it
;
but
as
it
is
well
known
,
the
Puritans
did
not
pique
themselves
upon
their
poetry
.
While
singing
,
Milady
listened
.
The
soldier
on
guard
at
her
door
stopped
,
as
if
he
had
been
changed
into
stone
.
Milady
was
then
able
to
judge
of
the
effect
she
had
produced
.
Then
she
continued
her
singing
with
inexpressible
fervor
and
feeling
.
It
appeared
to
her
that
the
sounds
spread
to
a
distance
beneath
the
vaulted
roofs
,
and
carried
with
them
a
magic
charm
to
soften
the
hearts
of
her
jailers
.
It
however
likewise
appeared
that
the
soldier
on
duty
--
a
zealous
Catholic
,
no
doubt
--
shook
off
the
charm
,
for
through
the
door
he
called
:
"
Hold
your
tongue
,
madame
!
Your
song
is
as
dismal
as
a
'
De
profundis
'
;
and
if
besides
the
pleasure
of
being
in
garrison
here
,
we
must
hear
such
things
as
these
,
no
mortal
can
hold
out
.
"
"
Silence
!
"
then
exclaimed
another
stern
voice
which
Milady
recognized
as
that
of
Felton
.
"
What
are
you
meddling
with
,
stupid
?
Did
anybody
order
you
to
prevent
that
woman
from
singing
?
No
.
You
were
told
to
guard
her
--
to
fire
at
her
if
she
attempted
to
fly
.
Guard
her
!
If
she
flies
,
kill
her
;
but
do
n't
exceed
your
orders
.
"
An
expression
of
unspeakable
joy
lightened
the
countenance
of
Milady
;
but
this
expression
was
fleeting
as
the
reflection
of
lightning
.
Without
appearing
to
have
heard
the
dialogue
,
of
which
she
had
not
lost
a
word
,
she
began
again
,
giving
to
her
voice
all
the
charm
,
all
the
power
,
all
the
seduction
the
demon
had
bestowed
upon
it
:
"
For
all
my
tears
,
my
cares
,
My
exile
,
and
my
chains
,
I
have
my
youth
,
my
prayers
,
