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"
He
need
not
sail
!
"
cried
Milady
,
forgetting
her
usual
presence
of
mind
.
"
Be
satisfied
,
"
replied
Felton
;
"
he
will
not
sail
.
"
Milady
started
with
joy
.
She
could
read
to
the
depths
of
the
heart
of
this
young
man
;
the
death
of
Buckingham
was
written
there
at
full
length
.
"
Felton
,
"
cried
she
,
"
you
are
as
great
as
Judas
Maccabeus
!
If
you
die
,
I
will
die
with
you
;
that
is
all
I
can
say
to
you
.
"
"
Silence
!
"
cried
Felton
;
"
we
are
here
.
"
In
fact
,
they
touched
the
sloop
.
Felton
mounted
the
ladder
first
,
and
gave
his
hand
to
Milady
,
while
the
sailors
supported
her
,
for
the
sea
was
still
much
agitated
.
An
instant
after
they
were
on
the
deck
.
"
Captain
,
"
said
Felton
,
"
this
is
person
of
whom
I
spoke
to
you
,
and
whom
you
must
convey
safe
and
sound
to
France
.
"
"
For
a
thousand
pistoles
,
"
said
the
captain
.
