"Can I be so lucky as to find what everybody is seeking for ?" The voice became more and more indistinct; a tumultuous movement shook the partition.

The victim resisted as much as a woman could resist four men.
"Pardon, gentlemen--par--" murmured the voice, which could now only be heard in inarticulate sounds.
"They are binding her; they are going to drag her away," cried d'Artagnan to himself, springing up from the floor.

"My sword! Good, it is by my side! Planchet!" "Monsieur." "Run and seek Athos, Porthos and Aramis.

One of the three will certainly be at home, perhaps all three.

Tell them to take arms, to come here, and to run! Ah, I remember, Athos is at Monsieur de Treville's." "But where are you going, monsieur, where are you going ?" "I am going down by the window, in order to be there the sooner," cried d'Artagnan.