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"
She
is
there
,
"
said
he
.
"
And
Bazin
?
"
asked
Athos
.
"
While
I
watched
the
window
,
he
guarded
the
door
.
"
"
Good
!
"
said
Athos
.
"
You
are
good
and
faithful
servants
.
"
Athos
sprang
from
his
horse
,
gave
the
bridle
to
Grimaud
,
and
advanced
toward
the
window
,
after
having
made
a
sign
to
the
rest
of
the
troop
to
go
toward
the
door
.
The
little
house
was
surrounded
by
a
low
,
quickset
hedge
,
two
or
three
feet
high
.
Athos
sprang
over
the
hedge
and
went
up
to
the
window
,
which
was
without
shutters
,
but
had
the
half-curtains
closely
drawn
.
He
mounted
the
skirting
stone
that
his
eyes
might
look
over
the
curtain
.
By
the
light
of
a
lamp
he
saw
a
woman
,
wrapped
in
a
dark
mantle
,
seated
upon
a
stool
near
a
dying
fire
.
Her
elbows
were
placed
upon
a
mean
table
,
and
she
leaned
her
head
upon
her
two
hands
,
which
were
white
as
ivory
.
He
could
not
distinguish
her
countenance
,
but
a
sinister
smile
passed
over
the
lips
of
Athos
.
He
was
not
deceived
;
it
was
she
whom
he
sought
.
At
this
moment
a
horse
neighed
.
Milady
raised
her
head
,
saw
close
to
the
panes
the
pale
face
of
Athos
,
and
screamed
.
