with joy in avenging on her his brother's shame and suicide。 Depraved as a girl； adulterous as a wife； an unnatural sister； homicide； poisoner； execrated by all who knew her； by every nation that had been visited by her； she died accursed by Heaven and earth。〃
A sob which Mordaunt could not repress burst from his throat and his livid face became suffused with blood； he clenched his fists； sweat covered his face； his hair； like Hamlet's； stood on end； and racked with fury he cried out：
〃Silence； sir！ she was my mother！ Her crimes； I know them not； her disorders； I know them not； her vices； I know them not。 But this I know； that I had a mother； that five men leagued against one woman； murdered her clandestinely by night silently like cowards。 I know that you were one of them； my uncle； and that you cried louder than the others： ‘She must die。' Therefore I warn you； and listen well to my words； that they may be engraved upon your memory； never to be forgotten： this murder； which has robbed me of everything this murder； which has deprived me of my name this murder； which has impoverished me this murder； which has made me corrupt； wicked； implacable I shall summon you to account for it first and then those who were your acplices； when I discover them！〃
With hatred in his eyes； foaming at his mouth； and his fist extended； Mordaunt had advanced one more step； a threatening； terrible step； toward De Winter。 The latter put his hand to his sword； and said； with the smile of a man who for thirty years has jested with death：
〃Would you assassinate me； sir？ Then I shall recognize you as my nephew； for you would be a worthy son of such a mother。〃
〃No；〃 replied Mordaunt； forcing his features and the muscles of his body to resume their usual places and be calm； 〃no； I shall not kill you； at least not at this moment； for without you I could not discover the others。 But when I have found them； then tremble； sir。 I stabbed to the heart the headsman of Bethune； without mercy or pity； and he was the least guilty of you all。〃
With these words the young man went out and descended the stairs with sufficient calmness to pass unobserved； then upon the lowest landing place he passed Tony； leaning over the balustrade； waiting only for a call from his master to mount to his room。
But De Winter did not call； crushed； enfeebled； he remained standing and with listening ear； then only when he had heard the step of the horse going away he fell back on a chair； saying：
〃My God； I thank Thee that he knows me only。〃
Paternal Affection
Whilst this terrible scene was passing at Lord de Winter's； Athos； seated near his window； his elbow on the table and his head supported on his hand； was listening intently to Raoul's account of the adventures he met with on his journey and the details of the battle。
Listening to the relation of those emotions so fresh and pure； the fine； noble face of Athos betrayed indescribable pleasure； he inhaled the tones of that young voice； as harmonious music。 He forgot all that was dark in the past and that was cloudy in the future。 It almost seemed as if the return of this much loved boy had changed his fears to hopes。 Athos was happy happy as he had never been before。
〃And you assisted and took part in this great battle； Bragelonne！〃 cried the former musketeer。
〃Yes； sir。〃
〃And it was a fierce one？〃
〃His highness the prince charged eleven times in person。〃
〃He is a great mander； Bragelonne。〃
〃He is a hero； sir。 I did not lose sight of him for an instant。 Oh！ how fine it is to be called Conde and to be so worthy of such a name！〃
〃He was calm and radiant； was he not？〃
〃As calm as at parade； radiant as at a fete。 When we went up to the enemy it was slowly； we were forbidden to draw first and we were marching toward the Spaniards； who were on a height with lowered muskets。 When we arrived about thirty paces from them the prince turned around to the soldiers：
‘rades；' he said； ‘you are about to suffer a furious discharge； but after that you will make short work with those fellows。' There was such dead silence that friends and enemies could have heard these words； then raising his sword； ‘Sound trumpets！' he cried。〃
〃Well； very good； you will do as much when the opportunity occurs； will you； Raoul？〃
〃I know not； sir； but I thought it really very fine and grand！〃
〃Were you afraid； Raoul？〃 asked the count。
〃Yes； sir；〃 replied the young man naively； 〃I felt a great chill at my heart； and at the word ‘fire；' which resounded in Spanish from the enemy's ranks； I closed my eyes and thought of you。〃
〃In honest truth； Raoul？〃 said Athos； pressing his hand。
〃Yes； sir； at that instant there was such a rataplan of musketry that one might have imagined the infernal regions had opened。 Those who were not killed felt the heat of the flames。 I opened my eyes； astonished to find myself alive and even unhurt； a third of the squadron were lying on the ground； wounded； dead or dying。 At that moment I encountered the eye of the prince。 I had but one thought and that was that he was observing me。 I spurred on and found myself in the enemy's ranks。〃
〃And the prince was pleased with you？〃
〃He told me so； at least； sir； when he desired me to return to Paris with Monsieur de Chatillon； who was charged to carry the news to the queen and to bring the colors we had taken。 ‘Go；' said he； ‘the enemy will not rally for fifteen days and until that time I have no need of your service。 Go and see those whom you love and who love you； and tell my sister De Longueville that I thank her for the present that she made me of you。' And I came； sir；〃 added Raoul； gazing at the count with a smile of real affection； 〃for I thought you would be glad to see me again。〃
Athos drew the young man toward him and pressed his lips to his brow； as he would have done to a young daughter。
〃And now； Raoul；〃 said he； 〃you are launched； you have dukes for friends； a marshal of France for godfather； a prince of the blood as mander； and on the day of your return you have been received by two queens； it is not so bad for a novice。〃
〃Oh sir；〃 said Raoul； suddenly； 〃you recall something； which； in my haste to relate my exploits； I had forgotten； it is that there was with Her Majesty the Queen of England； a gentleman who； when I pronounced your name； uttered a cry of surprise and joy； he said he was a friend of yours； asked your address； and is ing to see you。〃
〃What is his name？〃
〃I did not venture to ask； sir； he spoke elegantly； although I thought from his accent he was an Englishman。〃
〃Ah！〃 said Athos； leaning down his head as if to remember who it could be。 Then； when he raised it again； he was struck by the presence of a man who was standing at the open door and was gazing at him with a passionate air。
〃Lord de Winter！〃 exclaimed the count。
〃Athos； my friend！〃
And the two gentlemen were for an instant locked in each other's arms； then Athos； looking into his friend's face and taking him by both hands； said：
〃What ails you； my lord？ you appear as unhappy as I am the reverse。〃
〃Yes； truly； dear friend； and I may even say the sight of you increases my dismay。〃
And De Winter glancing around him； Raoul quickly understood that the two friends wished to be alone and he therefore left the room unaffectedly。
〃e； now that we are alone；〃 said Athos； 〃let us talk of yourself。〃
〃Whilst we are alone let us speak of ourselves；〃 replied De Winter。 〃He is here。〃
〃Who？〃
〃Milady's son。〃
Athos； again struck by this name； which seemed to pursue him like an echo； hesitated for a moment； then slightly knitting his brows； he calmly said：
〃I know it； Grimaud met him between Bethune and Arras and then came here to warn me of his presence。〃
〃Does Grimaud know him； then？〃
〃No； but he was present at the deathbed of a man who knew him。〃
〃The headsman of Bethune？〃 exclaimed De Winter。
〃You know about that？〃 cried Athos； astonished。
〃He has just left me；〃 replied De Winter； 〃after telling me all。 Ah！ my friend！ what a horrible scene！ Why did we not destroy the child with the mother？〃
〃What need you fear？〃 said Athos； recovering from the instinctive fear he had at first experienced； by the aid of reason； 〃are we not men accustomed to defend ourselves？ Is this young man an assassin by profession a murderer in cold blood？ He has killed the executioner of Bethune in an access of passion； but now his fury is assuaged。〃
De Winter smiled sorrowfully and shook his head。
〃Do you not know the race？〃 said he。
〃Pooh！〃 said Athos； trying to smile in his turn。 〃It must have lost its ferocity in the second generation。 Besides； my friend； Providence has warned us； that we may be on our guard。 All we can now do is to wait。 Let us wait； and； as I said before； let us speak of yourself。 What brings you to Paris？〃
〃Affairs of importance which you shall know later。 But what is this that I hear from Her Majesty the Queen of England？ Monsieur d'Artagnan sides with Mazarin！ Pardon my frankness； dear friend。 I neither hate nor blame the cardinal； and your opinions will be held ever sacred