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Rochefort had scarcely departed when Madame Bonacieux came back. She found milady with a smiling countenance.
“Come and sit down close to me,” said milady.
Milady arose and went to the door, opened it, looked down the corridor, and then returned and seated herself near Madame Bonacieux.
“That man,” said milady, lowering her voice, “is my brother!”
“Your brother!” cried Madame Bonacieux.
“Well, no one must know this secret, my dear, but yourself. If you reveal it to any one at all I shall be lost, and you also, perhaps.”
“O Heavens!”
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
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