Do, then, as she has done.

Oblige yourself.

Do you know one thing of which I am sure, Raoul ?" "What is that ?" "Why, that by seeing her closely with the eyes of a jealous man--" "Well ?" "Well! you would cease to love her." "Then I am decided, my dear D'Artagnan." "To set off to see her again ?" "No; to set off that I may _never_ see her again.

I wish to love her forever." "Ha! I must confess," replied the musketeer, "that is a conclusion which I was far from expecting." "This is what I wish, my friend.

You will see her again, and you will give her a letter which, if you think proper, will explain to her, as to yourself, what is passing in my heart.