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"
That
man
,
"
said
Milady
,
lowering
her
voice
,
"
is
my
brother
.
"
"
Your
brother
!
"
cried
Mme.
Bonacieux
.
"
No
one
must
know
this
secret
,
my
dear
,
but
yourself
.
If
you
reveal
it
to
anyone
in
the
world
,
I
shall
be
lost
,
and
perhaps
yourself
likewise
.
"
"
Oh
,
my
God
!
"
"
Listen
.
This
is
what
has
happened
:
My
brother
,
who
was
coming
to
my
assistance
to
take
me
away
by
force
if
it
were
necessary
,
met
with
the
emissary
of
the
cardinal
,
who
was
coming
in
search
of
me
.
He
followed
him
.
At
a
solitary
and
retired
part
of
the
road
he
drew
his
sword
,
and
required
the
messenger
to
deliver
up
to
him
the
papers
of
which
he
was
the
bearer
.
The
messenger
resisted
;
my
brother
killed
him
.
"
"
Oh
!
"
said
Mme.
Bonacieux
,
shuddering
.
"
Remember
,
that
was
the
only
means
.
Then
my
brother
determined
to
substitute
cunning
for
force
.
He
took
the
papers
,
and
presented
himself
here
as
the
emissary
of
the
cardinal
,
and
in
an
hour
or
two
a
carriage
will
come
to
take
me
away
by
the
orders
of
his
Eminence
.
"
"
I
understand
.
It
is
your
brother
who
sends
this
carriage
.
"
"
Exactly
;
but
that
is
not
all
.
That
letter
you
have
received
,
and
which
you
believe
to
be
from
Madame
de
Chevreuse
--
"
