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Ten Years Later by Dumas, Alexandre. Part two

Valliere is in Paris as one of Madame’s maids of honor. I

have pondered deeply on the matter; I love Mademoiselle de

la Valliere above everything; and it is not proper to leave

her in a position where her reputation, her virtue even, may

be assailed. It is my wish, therefore, to marry her,

monsieur, and I have come to solicit your consent to my

marriage.”

While this communication was being made to him, Athos

maintained the profoundest silence and reserve. Raoul, who

had begun his address with an assumption of self-possession,

finished it by allowing a manifest emotion to escape him at

every word. Athos fixed upon Bragelonne a searching look,

overshadowed indeed by a slight sadness.

“You have reflected well upon it?” he inquired.

“Yes, monsieur.”

“I believe you are already acquainted with my views

respecting this alliance?”

“Yes, monsieur,” replied Raoul, in a low tone of voice, “but

you added, that if I persisted —- ”

“You do persist, then?”

Bragelonne stammered out an almost unintelligible assent.

“Your passion,” continued Athos, tranquilly, “must indeed be

very great, since, notwithstanding my dislike to this union,

you persist in wishing it.”

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Raoul passed his trembling hand across his forehead to

remove the perspiration that collected there. Athos looked

at him, and his heart was touched by pity. He rose and said,

—-

“It is no matter. My own personal feelings are not to be

taken into consideration since yours are concerned; you need

my assistance; I am ready to give it. Tell me what you

want.”

“Your kind indulgence, first of all, monsieur,” said Raoul,

taking hold of his hand.

“You have mistaken my feelings, Raoul, I have more than mere

indulgence for you in my heart.”

Raoul kissed as devotedly as a lover could have done the

hand he held in his own.

“Come, come,” said Athos, “I am quite ready; what do you

wish me to sign?”

“Nothing whatever, monsieur. only it would be very kind if

you would take the trouble to write to the king to whom I

belong, and solicit his majesty’s permission for me to marry

Mademoiselle de la Valliere.”

“Well thought, Raoul! After, or rather before myself, you

have a master to consult, that master being the king; it is

loyal in you to submit yourself voluntarily to this double

proof; I will grant your request without delay, Raoul.”

The count approached the window, and leaning out, called to

Grimaud, who showed his head from an arbor covered with

jasmine, which he was occupied in trimming.

“My horses, Grimaud,” continued the count.

“Why this order, monsieur?” inquired Raoul.

“We shall set off in a few hours.”

“Whither?”

“For Paris.”

“Paris, monsieur?”

“Is not the king at Paris?”

“Certainly.”

“Well, ought we not to go there?”

“Yes, monsieur,” said Raoul, almost alarmed by this kind

condescension. “I do not ask you to put yourself to such

inconvenience, and a letter merely —- ”

“You mistake my position, Raoul; it is not respectful that a

simple gentleman, such as I am, should write to his

sovereign. I wish to speak, I ought to speak, to the king,

and I will do so. We will go together, Raoul.”

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“You overpower me with your kindness, monsieur.”

“How do you think his majesty is affected?”

“Towards me, monsieur?”

“Yes.”

“Excellently well disposed.”

“You know that to be so?” continued the count.

“The king has himself told me so.”

“On what occasion?”

“Upon the recommendation of M. d’Artagnan, I believe, and on

account of an affair in the Place de Greve, when I had the

honor to draw my sword in the king’s service. I have reason

to believe that, vanity apart, I stand well with his

majesty.”

“So much the better.”

“But I entreat you, monsieur,” pursued Raoul, “not to

maintain towards me your present grave and serious manner.

Do not make me bitterly regret having listened to a feeling

stronger than anything else.”

“That is the second time you have said so, Raoul; it was

quite unnecessary, you require my formal consent, and you

have it. We need talk no more on the subject, therefore.

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