"Listentomeagain，monsieur，Iimploreyou。？IfI
　　donotgo，Ishalldiehereofgriefandlove。？IknowhowlongatimeIhavetolivethus。？Sendmeawayquickly，monsieur，oryouwillseemebaselydiebeforeyoureyes—inyourhouse—thisisstrongerthanmywill—strongerthanmystrength—youmayplainlyseethatwithinonemonthIhavelivedthirtyyears，andthatIapproachtheendofmylife。"
　　"Then，"
　　saidAthos，coldly，"yougowiththeintentionofgettingkilledinAfrica？？Oh，tellme！donotlie！"
　　Raoulgrewdeadlypale，andremainedsilentfortwoseconds，whichweretohisfathertwohoursofagony。？Then，allatonce:
　　"Monsieur，"saidhe，"IhavepromisedtodevotemyselftoGod。？InexchangeforthesacrificeImakeofmyyouthandliberty，IwillonlyaskofHimonething，andthatis，topreservemeforyou，becauseyouaretheonlytiewhichattachesmetothisworld。？GodalonecangivemethestrengthnottoforgetthatIoweyoueverything，andthatnothingoughttostandinmyesteembeforeyou。"
　　Athosembracedhissontenderly，andsaid:
　　"Youhavejustrepliedtomeonthewordofhonorofanhonestman;intwodaysweshallbewithM。deBeaufortatParis，andyouwillthendowhatwillbeproperforyoutodo。？Youarefree，Raoul;
　　adieu。"
　　Andheslowlygainedhisbedroom。？Raoulwentdownintothegarden，andpassedthenightinthealleyoflimes。
　　ChapterXXVIII:
　　PreparationsforDeparture。
　　Athoslostnomoretimeincombatingthisimmutableresolution。？Hegaveallhisattentiontopreparing，duringthetwodaysthedukehadgrantedhim，theproperappointmentsforRaoul。？ThislaborchieflyconcernedGrimaud，whoimmediatelyappliedhimselftoitwiththegood—willandintelligenceweknowhepossessed。？AthosgavethisworthyservantorderstotaketheroutetoPariswhentheequipmentsshouldbeready;and，nottoexposehimselftothedangerofkeepingthedukewaiting，ordelayingRaoul，sothatthedukeshouldperceivehisabsence，hehimself，thedayafterthevisitofM。deBeaufort，setoffforPariswithhisson。
　　Forthepooryoungmanitwasanemotioneasilytobeunderstood，thustoreturntoParisamongstallthepeoplewhohadknownandlovedhim。？Everyfacerecalledapangtohimwhohadsufferedsomuch;tohimwhohadlovedsomuch，somecircumstanceofhisunhappylove。？Raoul，onapproachingParis，feltasifheweredying。？OnceinParis，hereallyexistednolonger。？WhenhereachedGuiche'sresidence，hewasinformedthatGuichewaswithMonsieur。？RaoultooktheroadtotheLuxembourg，andwhenarrived，withoutsuspectingthathewasgoingtotheplacewhereLaValli鑢ehadlived，heheardsomuchmusicandrespiredsomanyperfumes，heheardsomuchjoyouslaughter，andsawsomanydancingshadows，thatifithadnotbeenforacharitablewoman，whoperceivedhimsodejectedandpalebeneathadoorway，hewouldhaveremainedthereafewminutes，andthenwouldhavegoneaway，nevertoreturn。？But，aswehavesaid，inthefirstante—chamberhehadstopped，solelyforthesakeofnotmixinghimselfwithallthosehappybeingshefeltweremovingaroundhimintheadjacentsalons。？AndasoneofMonsieur'sservants，recognizinghim，hadaskedhimifhewishedtoseeMonsieurorMadame，Raoulhadscarcelyansweredhim，buthadsunkdownuponabenchnearthevelvetdoorway，lookingataclock，whichhadstoppedfornearlyanhour。？Theservanthadpassedon，andanother，betteracquaintedwithhim，hadcomeup，andinterrogatedRaoulwhetherheshouldinformM。deGuicheofhisbeingthere。？ThisnamedidnotevenarousetherecollectionsofRaoul。？ThepersistentservantwentontorelatethatDeGuichehadjustinventedanewgameoflottery，andwasteachingittotheladies。？Raoul，openinghislargeeyes，liketheabsentmaninTheophrastus，madenoanswer，buthissadnessincreasedtwoshades。？Withhisheadhangingdown，hislimbsrelaxed，hismouthhalfopenfortheescapeofhissighs，Raoulremained，thusforgotten，intheante—chamber，whenallatoncealady'srobepassed，rubbingagainstthedoorsofasidesalon，whichopenedonthegallery。？Alady，young，pretty，andgay，scoldinganofficerofthehousehold，enteredbythatway，andexpressedherselfwithmuchvivacity。？Theofficerrepliedincalmbutfirmsentences;itwasratheralittlelovepetthanaquarrelofcourtiers，andwasterminatedbyakissonthefingersofthelady。？Suddenly，onperceivingRaoul，theladybecamesilent，andpushingawaytheofficer:
　　"Makeyourescape，Malicorne，"saidshe;"Ididnotthinktherewasanyonehere。？Ishallcurseyou，iftheyhaveeitherheardorseenus！"
　　Malicornehastenedaway。？TheyoungladyadvancedbehindRaoul，andstretchingherjoyousfaceoverhimashelay:
　　"Monsieurisagallantman，"saidshe，"andnodoubt—"
　　Shehereinterruptedherselfbyutteringacry。？"Raoul！"saidshe，blushing。
　　"MademoiselledeMontalais！"saidRaoul，palerthandeath。
　　Heroseunsteadily，andtriedtomakehiswayacrosstheslipperymosaicofthefloor;butshehadcomprehendedthatsavageandcruelgrief;shefeltthatintheflightofRaoultherewasanaccusationofherself。？Awoman，evervigilant，shedidnotthinksheoughttolettheopportunityslipofmakinggoodherjustification;butRaoul，thoughstoppedbyherinthemiddleofthegallery，didnotseemdisposedtosurrenderwithoutacombat。？Hetookitupinatonesocoldandembarrassed，thatiftheyhadbeenthussurprised，thewholecourtwouldhavenodoubtabouttheproceedingsofMademoiselledeMontalais。
　　"Ah！
　　monsieur，"saidshewithdisdain，"whatyouaredoingisveryunworthyofagentleman。？Myheartinclinesmetospeaktoyou;youcompromisemebyareceptionalmostuncivil;youarewrong，monsieur;andyouconfoundyourfriendswithenemies。？Farewell！"
　　RaoulhadswornnevertospeakofLouise，nevereventolookatthosewhomighthaveseenLouise;hewasgoingintoanotherworld，thathemightnevermeetwithanythingLouisehadseen，oreventouched。？Butafterthefirstshockofhispride，afterhavinghadaglimpseofMontalais，thecompanionofLouise—Montalais，whoremindedhimoftheturretofBloisandthejoysofyouth—allhisreasonfadedaway。
　　"Pardonme，mademoiselle;itentersnot，itcannotenterintomythoughtstobeuncivil。"
　　"Doyouwishtospeaktome？"saidshe，withthesmileofformerdays。？"Well！comesomewhereelse;forwemaybesurprised。"
　　"Oh！'
　　saidhe。
　　Shelookedattheclock，doubtingly，then，havingreflected:
　　"Inmyapartment，"saidshe，"weshallhaveanhourtoourselves。"？Andtakinghercourse，lighterthanafairy，sheranuptoherchamber，followedbyRaoul。？Shuttingthedoor，andplacinginthehandsofhercam閞istethemantleshehadhelduponherarm:
　　"YouwereseekingM。deGuiche，wereyounot？"saidshetoRaoul。
　　"Yes，mademoiselle。"
　　"I
　　willgoandaskhimtocomeuphere，presently，afterIhavespokentoyou。"
　　"Doso，mademoiselle。"
　　"Areyouangrywithme？"
　　Raoullookedatherforamoment，then，castingdownhiseyes，"Yes，"saidhe。
　　"YouthinkIwasconcernedintheplotwhichbroughtabouttherupture，doyounot？"
　　"Rupture！"
　　saidhe，withbitterness。？"Oh！
　　mademoiselle，therecanbenorupturewheretherehasbeennolove。"
　　"Youareinerror，"repliedMontalais;"Louisedidloveyou。"
　　Raoulstarted。
　　"Notwithlove，Iknow;butshelikedyou，andyououghttohavemarriedherbeforeyousetoutforLondon。"
　　Raoulbrokeintoasinisterlaugh，whichmadeMontalaisshudder。
　　"Youtellmethatverymuchatyourease，mademoiselle。？Dopeoplemarrywhomtheylike？？Youforgetthatthekingthenkeptforhimselfashismistressherofwhomwearespeaking。"
　　"Listen，"
　　saidtheyoungwoman，pressingthehandsofRaoulinherown，"youwerewrongineveryway;amanofyourageoughtnevertoleaveawomanofhersalone。"
　　"Thereisnolongeranyfaithintheworld，then，"saidRaoul。
　　"No，vicomte，"saidMontalais，quietly。？"Nevertheless，letmetellyouthat，if，insteadoflovingLouisecoldlyandphilosophically，youhadendeavoredtoawakenhertolove—"
　　"Enough，Iprayyou，mademoiselle，"saidRaoul。？"Ifeelasthoughyouareall，ofbothsexes，ofadifferentagefromme。？Youcanlaugh，andyoucanbanteragreeably。？I，mademoiselle，I
　　lovedMademoisellede—"？Raoulcouldnotpronouncehername，—"Ilovedherwell！？Iputmyfaithinher—nowIamquitsbylovinghernolonger。"
　　"Oh，vicomte！"saidMontalais，pointingtohisreflectioninalooking—glass。
　　"I
　　knowwhatyoumean，mademoiselle;Iammuchaltered，amInot？？Well！？Doyouknowwhy？？Becausemyfaceisthemirrorofmyheart，theoutersurfacechangedtomatchthemindwithin。"
　　"Youareconsoled，then？"saidMontalais，sharply。
　　"No，Ishallneverbeconsoled。"
　　"I
　　don'tunderstandyou，M。deBragelonne。"
　　"I
　　carebutlittleforthat。？Idonotquiteunderstandmyself。"
　　"YouhavenoteventriedtospeaktoLouise？"
　　"Who！？I？"exclaimedtheyoungman，witheyesflashingfire;"I！—Whydoyounotadvisemetomarryher？？Perhapsthekingwouldconsentnow。"？Andherosefromhischairfullofanger。
　　"I
　　see，"saidMontalais，"thatyouarenotcured，andthatLouisehasoneenemythemore。"
　　"Oneenemythemore！"
　　"Yes;
　　favoritesarebutlittlebelovedatthecourtofFrance。"
　　"Oh！
　　whileshehasherlovertoprotecther，isnotthatenough？？Shehaschosenhimofsuchaqualitythatherenemiescannotprevailagainsther。"？But，stoppingallatonce，"Andthenshehasyouforafriend，mademoiselle，"
　　addedhe，withashadeofironywhichdidnotglideoffthecuirass。
　　"Who！？I？—Oh，no！？IamnolongeroneofthosewhomMademoiselledelaValli鑢econdescendstolookupon;but—"
　　Thisbut，sobigwithmenaceandwithstorm;thisbut，whichmadetheheartofRaoulbeat，suchgriefsdiditpresageforherwhomlatelyhelovedsodearly;thisterriblebut，sosignificantinawomanlikeMontalais，wasinterruptedbyamoderatelyloudnoiseheardbythespeakersproceedingfromthealcovebehindthewainscoting。？Montalaisturnedtolisten，andRaoulwasalreadyrising，whenaladyenteredtheroomquietlybythesecretdoor，whichsheclosedafterher。
　　"Madame！"
　　exclaimedRaoul，onrecognizingthesister—in—lawoftheking。
　　"Stupidwretch！"murmuredMontalais，throwingherself，buttoolate，beforetheprincess，"Ihavebeenmistakeninanhour！"？Shehad，however，timetowarntheprincess，whowaswalkingtowardsRaoul。
　　"M。
　　deBragelonne，Madame，"andatthesewordstheprincessdrewback，utteringacryinherturn。
　　"Yourroyalhighness，"saidMontalais，withvolubility，"iskindenoughtothinkofthislottery，and—"
　　Theprincessbegantolosecountenance。？Raoulhastenedhisdeparture，withoutdiviningall，buthefeltthathewasintheway。？Madamewaspreparingawordoftransitiontorecoverherself，whenaclosetopenedinfrontofthealcove，andM。deGuicheissued，allradiant，alsofromthatcloset。？Thepalestofthefour，wemustadmit，wasstillRaoul。？Theprincess，however，wasnearfainting，andwasobligedtoleanuponthefootofthebedforsupport。？Nooneventuredtosupporther。？Thissceneoccupiedseveralminutesofterriblesuspense。？ButRaoulbrokeit。？Hewentuptothecount，whoseinexpressibleemotionmadehiskneestremble，andtakinghishand，"Dearcount，"saidhe，"tellMadameIamtoounhappynottomeritpardon;tellheralsothatIhavelovedinthecourseofmylife，andthatthehorrorofthetreacherythathasbeenpracticedonmerendersmeinexorabletowardsallothertreacherythatmaybecommittedaroundme。？Thisiswhy，mademoiselle，"saidhe，smilingtoMontalais，"Ineverwoulddivulgethesecretofthevisitsofmyfriendtoyourapartment。？ObtainfromMadame—fromMadame，whoissoclementandsogenerous，—obtainherpardonforyouwhomshehasjustsurprisedalso。？Youarebothfree，loveeachother，behappy！"
　　Theprincessfeltforamomentadespairthatcannotbedescribed;itwasrepugnanttoher，notwithstandingtheexquisitedelicacywhichRaoulhadexhibited，tofeelherselfatthemercyofonewhohaddiscoveredsuchanindiscretion。？Itwasequallyrepugnanttohertoaccepttheevasionofferedbythisdelicatedeception。？Agitated，nervous，shestruggledagainstthedoublestingsofthesetwotroubles。？Raoulcomprehendedherposition，andcameoncemoretoheraid。？Bendinghiskneebeforeher:"Madame！"saidhe，inalowvoice，"intwodaysIshallbefarfromParis;inafortnightIshallbefarfromFrance，whereIshallneverbeseenagain。"
　　"Areyougoingaway，then？"saidshe，withgreatdelight。
　　"WithM。deBeaufort。"
　　"IntoAfrica！"criedDeGuiche，inhisturn。？"You，Raoul—oh！myfriend—intoAfrica，whereeverybodydies！"
　　Andforgettingeverything，forgettingthatthatforgetfulnessitselfcompromisedtheprincessmoreeloquentlythanhispresence，"Ingrate！"saidhe，"andyouhavenotevenconsultedme！"？Andheembracedhim;duringwhichtimeMontalaishadledawayMadame，anddisappearedherself。
　　Raoulpassedhishandoverhisbrow，andsaid，withasmile，"Ihavebeendreaming！"？ThenwarmlytoGuiche，whobydegreesabsorbedhim，"Myfriend，"saidhe，"Iconcealnothingfromyou，whoaretheelectedofmyheart。？Iamgoingtoseekdeathinyondercountry;yoursecretwillnotremaininmybreastmorethanayear。"
　　"Oh，Raoul！aman！"
　　"Doyouknowwhatismythought，count？？Thisisit—Ishalllivemorevividly，beingburiedbeneaththeearth，thanIhavelivedforthismonthpast。？WeareChristians，myfriend，andifsuchsufferingsweretocontinue，I
　　wouldnotbeanswerableforthesafetyofmysoul。"
　　DeGuichewasanxioustoraiseobjections。
　　"Notonewordmoreonmyaccount，"saidRaoul;"butadvicetoyou，dearfriend;whatIamgoingtosaytoyouisofmuchgreaterimportance。"
　　"Whatisthat？"
　　"WithoutdoubtyouriskmuchmorethanIdo，becauseyoulove。"
　　"Oh！"
　　"Itisajoysosweettometobeabletospeaktoyouthus！？Well，then，DeGuiche，bewareofMontalais。"
　　"What！
　　ofthatkindfriend？"
　　"Shewasthefriendof—heryouknowof。？Sheruinedherbypride。"
　　"Youaremistaken。"
　　"Andnow，whenshehasruinedher，shewouldravishfromhertheonlythingthatrendersthatwomanexcusableinmyeyes。"
　　"Whatisthat？"
　　"Herlove。"
　　"Whatdoyoumeanbythat？"
　　"I
　　meanthatthereisaplotformedagainstherwhoisthemistressoftheking—
　　aplotformedintheveryhouseofMadame。"
　　"Canyouthinkso？"
　　"I
　　amcertainofit。"
　　"ByMontalais？"
　　"TakeherastheleastdangerousoftheenemiesIdreadfor—theother！"
　　"Explainyourselfclearly，myfriend;andifIcanunderstandyou—"
　　"Intwowords。？Madamehasbeenlongjealousoftheking。"
　　"I
　　knowshehas—"
　　"Oh！
　　fearnothing—youarebeloved—youarebeloved，count;doyoufeelthevalueofthesethreewords？？Theysignifythatyoucanraiseyourhead，thatyoucansleeptranquilly，thatyoucanthankGodeveryminuteofyoulife。？Youarebeloved;thatsignifiesthatyoumayheareverything，eventhecounselofafriendwhowishestopreserveyourhappiness。？Youarebeloved，DeGuiche，youarebeloved！？Youdonotendurethoseatrociousnights，thosenightswithoutend，which，witharideyeandfaintingheart，otherspassthroughwhoaredestinedtodie。？Youwilllivelong，ifyouactlikethemiserwho，bitbybit，crumbbycrumb，collectsandheapsupdiamondsandgold。？Youarebeloved！—allowmetotellyouwhatyoumustdothatyoumaybebelovedforever。"
　　DeGuichecontemplatedforsometimethisunfortunateyoungman，halfmadwithdespair，tilltherepassedthroughhisheartsomethinglikeremorseathisownhappiness。？Raoulsuppressedhisfeverishexcitement，toassumethevoiceandcountenanceofanimpassibleman。
　　"Theywillmakeher，whosenameIshouldwishstilltobeabletopronounce—theywillmakehersuffer。？Sweartomethatyouwillnotsecondtheminanything—butthatyouwilldefendherwhenpossible，asIwouldhavedonemyself。"
　　"I
　　swearIwill，"repliedDeGuiche。
　　"And，"
　　continuedRaoul，"someday，whenyoushallhaverenderedheragreatservice—somedaywhensheshallthankyou，promisemetosaythesewordstoher—'Ihavedoneyouthiskindness，madame，atthewarmrequestofM。deBragelonne，whomyousodeeplyinjured。'"
　　"IswearI
　　will，"murmuredDeGuiche。？"Thatisall。？Adieu！？Isetoutto—morrow，orthedayafter，forToulon。？Ifyouhaveafewhourstospare，givethemtome。"
　　"All！
　　all！"criedtheyoungman。
　　"Thankyou！"
　　"Andwhatareyougoingtodonow？"
　　"I
　　amgoingtomeetM。lecomteatPlanchet'sresidence，wherewehopetofindM。
　　d'Artagnan。"
　　"M。
　　d'Artagnan？"
　　"Yes，Iwishtoembracehimbeforemydeparture。？Heisabraveman，wholovesmedearly。？Farewell，myfriend;youareexpected，nodoubt;youwillfindme，whenyouwish，atthelodgingsofthecomte。？Farewell！"
　　Thetwoyoungmenembraced。？Thosewhochancedtoseethemboththus，wouldnothavehesitatedtosay，pointingtoRaoul，"Thatisthehappyman！"
　　ChapterXXIX:
　　Planchet'sInventory。
　　Athos，duringthevisitmadetotheLuxembourgbyRaoul，hadgonetoPlanchet'sresidencetoinquireafterD'Artagnan。？Thecomte，onarrivingattheRuedesLombards，foundtheshopofthegroceringreatconfusion;butitwasnottheencumbermentofaluckysale，orthatofanarrivalofgoods。？Planchetwasnotenthroned，asusual，onsacksandbarrels。？No。？Ayoungmanwithapenbehindhisear，andanotherwithanaccount—bookinhishand，weresettingdownanumberoffigures，whilstathirdcountedandweighed。？Aninventorywasbeingtaken。？Athos，whohadnoknowledgeofcommercialmatters，felthimselfalittleembarrassedbymaterialobstaclesandthemajestyofthosewhowerethusemployed。？Hesawseveralcustomerssentaway，andaskedhimselfwhetherhe，whocametobuynothing，wouldnotbemoreproperlydeemedimportunate。？HethereforeaskedverypolitelyifhecouldseeM。Planchet。？Thereply，quitecarelesslygiven，wasthatM。Planchetwaspackinghistrunks。？ThesewordssurprisedAthos。？"What！histrunks？"saidhe;
　　"isM。Planchetgoingaway？"
　　"Yes，monsieur，directly。"
　　"Then，ifyouplease，informhimthatM。leComtedelaF鑢edesirestospeaktohimforamoment。"
　　Atthementionofthecomte'sname，oneoftheyoungmen，nodoubtaccustomedtohearitpronouncedwithrespect，immediatelywenttoinformPlanchet。？ItwasatthismomentthatRaoul，afterhispainfulscenewithMontalaisandDeGuiche，arrivedatthegrocer'shouse。？Planchetlefthisjobdirectlyhereceivedthecomte'smessage。
　　"Ah！
　　monsieurlecomte！"exclaimedhe，"howgladIamtoseeyou！？Whatgoodstarbringsyouhere？"
　　"MydearPlanchet，"saidAthos，pressingthehandofhisson，whosesadlookhesilentlyobserved，—"wearecometolearnofyou—ButinwhatconfusiondoIfindyou！？Youareaswhiteasamiller;wherehaveyoubeenrummaging？"
　　"Ah，diable！takecare，monsieur;don'tcomenearmetillIhavewellshakenmyself。"
　　"Whatfor？？Flourordustonlywhiten。"
　　"No，no;whatyouseeonmyarmsisarsenic。"
　　"Arsenic？"
　　"Yes;
　　Iamtakingmyprecautionsagainstrats。"
　　"Ay，Isupposeinanestablishmentlikethis，ratsplayaconspicuouspart。"
　　"ItisnotwiththisestablishmentIconcernmyself，monsieurlecomte。？Theratshaverobbedmeofmoreherethantheywilleverrobmeofagain。"
　　"Whatdoyoumean？"
　　"Why，youmayhaveobserved，monsieur，myinventoryisbeingtaken。"
　　"Areyouleavingtrade，then？"
　　"Eh！monDieu！yes。？Ihavedisposedofmybusinesstooneofmyyoungmen。"
　　"Bah！
　　youarerich，then，Isuppose？"
　　"Monsieur，Ihavetakenadisliketothecity;Idon'tknowwhetheritisbecauseIamgrowingold，andasM。d'Artagnanonedaysaid，whenwegrowoldwemoreoftenthinkoftheadventuresofouryouth;butforsometimepastIhavefeltmyselfattractedtowardsthecountryandgardening。？Iwasacountrymanformerly。"？AndPlanchetmarkedthisconfessionwitharatherpretentiouslaughforamanmakingprofessionofhumility。
　　Athosmadeagestureofapproval，andthenadded:"Youaregoingtobuyanestate，then？"
　　"I
　　haveboughtone，monsieur。"
　　"Ah！
　　thatisstillbetter。"
　　"A
　　littlehouseatFontainebleau，withsomethingliketwentyacresoflandroundit。"
　　"Verywell，Planchet！？Acceptmycomplimentsonyouracquisition。"
　　"But，monsieur，wearenotcomfortablehere;thecurseddustmakesyoucough。？Corbleu！？Idonotwishtopoisonthemostworthygentlemaninthekingdom。"
　　AthosdidnotsmileatthislittlepleasantrywhichPlanchethadaimedathim，inordertotryhisstrengthinmundanefacetiousness。
　　"Yes，"
　　saidAthos，"letushavealittletalkbyourselves—inyourownroom，forexample。？Youhavearoom，haveyounot？"
　　"Certainly，monsieurlecomte。"
　　"Upstairs，perhaps？"？AndAthos，seeingPlanchetalittleembarrassed，wishedtorelievehimbygoingfirst。
　　"Itis—but—"saidPlanchet，hesitating。
　　Athoswasmistakeninthecauseofthishesitation，and，attributingittoafearthegrocermighthaveofofferinghumblehospitality，"Nevermind，nevermind，"saidhe，stillgoingup，"thedwellingofatradesmaninthisquarterisnotexpectedtobeapalace。？Comeon。"
　　Raoulnimblyprecededhim，andenteredfirst。？Twocrieswereheardsimultaneously—wemaysaythree。？Oneofthesecriesdominatedtheothers;itemanatedfromawoman。？AnotherproceededfromthemouthofRaoul;itwasanexclamationofsurprise。？Hehadnosooneruttereditthanheshutthedoorsharply。？Thethirdwasfromfright;itcamefromPlanchet。
　　"I
　　askyourpardon！"addedhe;"madameisdressing。"
　　Raoulhad，nodoubt，seenthatwhatPlanchetsaidwastrue，forheturnedroundtogodownstairsagain。
　　"Madame—"saidAthos。？"Oh！pardonme，Planchet，Ididnotknowthatyouhadupstairs—"
　　"ItisTr點hen，"addedPlanchet，blushingalittle。
　　"Itiswhoeveryouplease，mygoodPlanchet;butpardonmyrudeness。"
　　"No，no;goupnow，gentlemen。"
　　"Wewilldonosuchthing，"saidAthos。
　　"Oh！
　　madame，havingnotice，hashadtime—"
　　"No，Planchet;farewell！"
　　"Eh，gentlemen！youwouldnotdisobligemebythusstandingonthestaircase，orbygoingawaywithouthavingsatdown。"