Monsieur, be silent.”
“If you could see my heart,” said d’Artagnan, “you would there read so much curiosity that you would pity me and so much love that you would instantly satisfy my curiosity. We have nothing to fear from those who love us.”
“You speak very suddenly of love, Monsieur,” said the young woman, shaking her head.
“That is because love has come suddenly upon me, and for the first time; and because I am only twenty.”
The young woman looked at him furtively.
“Listen; I am already upon the scent,” resumed d’Artagnan. “About three months ago I was near having a duel with Aramis concerning a handkerchief resembling the one you showed to the woman in his house—for a handkerchief marked in the same manner, I am sure.”