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Athos
,
perceiving
that
she
knew
him
,
pushed
the
window
with
his
knee
and
hand
.
The
window
yielded
.
The
squares
were
broken
to
shivers
;
and
Athos
,
like
the
spectre
of
vengeance
,
leaped
into
the
room
.
Milady
rushed
to
the
door
and
opened
it
.
More
pale
and
menacing
than
Athos
,
d'Artagnan
stood
on
the
threshold
.
Milady
recoiled
,
uttering
a
cry
.
D'Artagnan
,
believing
she
might
have
means
of
flight
and
fearing
she
should
escape
,
drew
a
pistol
from
his
belt
;
but
Athos
raised
his
hand
.
"
Put
back
that
weapon
,
d'Artagnan
!
"
said
he
;
"
this
woman
must
be
tried
,
not
assassinated
.
Wait
an
instant
,
my
friend
,
and
you
shall
be
satisfied
.
Come
in
,
gentlemen
.
"
D'Artagnan
obeyed
;
for
Athos
had
the
solemn
voice
and
the
powerful
gesture
of
a
judge
sent
by
the
Lord
himself
.
Behind
d'Artagnan
entered
Porthos
,
Aramis
,
Lord
de
Winter
,
and
the
man
in
the
red
cloak
.
The
four
lackeys
guarded
the
door
and
the
window
.
Milady
had
sunk
into
a
chair
,
with
her
hands
extended
,
as
if
to
conjure
this
terrible
apparition
.
Perceiving
her
brother-in-law
,
she
uttered
a
terrible
cry
.
"
What
do
you
want
?
"
screamed
Milady
.
"
We
want
,
"
said
Athos
,
"
Charlotte
Backson
,
who
first
was
called
Comtesse
de
la
Fere
,
and
afterwards
Milady
de
Winter
,
Baroness
of
Sheffield
.
"
