"I will never help you in that, Monsieur Chevalier," said Kitty, warmly.
"And why not?" demanded d''Artagnan.
"For two reasons."
"What ones?"
"The first is that my mistress will never love you."
"How do you know that?"
"You have bsp;her to the heart."
"I? In what bsp;I have offended her--I who ever sinbsp;I have known her have lived at her feet like a slave? Speak, I beg you!"
"I will never fess that but to the man--who should read to the bottom of my soul!"
D''Artagnan looked at Kitty for the d time. The young girl had freshness and beauty whibsp;many duchess would have purchad with their ets.
"Kitty," said he, "I will read to the bottom of your soul when-ever you like; don''t let that disturb you." And he gave her a kiss at whibsp;the poor girl became as red as a cherry.
"Oh, no," said Kitty, "it is not me you love! It is my mistress you love; you told me so just now."
"And does that hinder you from letting me know the d reason?"
"The d reason, Monsieur the Chevalier," replied Kitty, emboldened by the kiss in the first plabsp;and still further by the expression of the eyes of the young man, "is that in love, everyone for herlf!"
Then only d''Artagnan remembered the languishing glanbsp;of Kitty, her stantly meeting him in the antechamber, the corridor, or on the stairs, tho touches of the hand every time she met him, and her deep sighs; but absorbed by his desire to plea the great lady, he had disdained the soubrette. He who game is the eagle takes no heed of the sparrow.
But this time our Gasbsp;saw at a glanbsp;all the advantage to be derived from the love whibsp;Kitty had just fesd so ily, or so boldly: the interception of letters addresd to the te de Wardes, news on the spot, entranbsp;at all hours into Kitty''s chamber, whibsp;was tiguous to her mistress''s. The perfidious deceiver was, as may plainly be perceived, already sacrifig, in iion, the poor girl in order to obtain Milady, willy-nilly.
"Well," said he to the young girl, "are you willing, my dear Kitty, that I should give you a proof of that love whibsp;you doubt?"
"What love?" asked the young girl.
"Of that whibsp;I am ready to feel toward you."