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The
young
woman
drew
back
,
filled
with
surprise
and
terror
.
"
Oh
,
do
not
deny
it
!
Answer
!
"
continued
Milady
.
"
Well
,
yes
,
madame
,
"
said
the
novice
,
"
Are
we
rivals
?
"
The
countenance
of
Milady
was
illumined
by
so
savage
a
joy
that
under
any
other
circumstances
Mme.
Bonacieux
would
have
fled
in
terror
;
but
she
was
absorbed
by
jealousy
.
"
Speak
,
madame
!
"
resumed
Mme.
Bonacieux
,
with
an
energy
of
which
she
might
not
have
been
believed
capable
.
"
Have
you
been
,
or
are
you
,
his
mistress
?
"
"
Oh
,
no
!
"
cried
Milady
,
with
an
accent
that
admitted
no
doubt
of
her
truth
.
"
Never
,
never
!
"
"
I
believe
you
,
"
said
Mme.
Bonacieux
;
"
but
why
,
then
,
did
you
cry
out
so
?
"
"
Do
you
not
understand
?
"
said
Milady
,
who
had
already
overcome
her
agitation
and
recovered
all
her
presence
of
mind
.
"
How
can
I
understand
?
I
know
nothing
.
"
"
Can
you
not
understand
that
Monsieur
d'Artagnan
,
being
my
friend
,
might
take
me
into
his
confidence
?
"
