By an incredible effort of will I even raised myself up, but only to sink down again immediately, and to fall into the arms of my persecutor." "Tell me who this man was!" cried the young officer.
Milady saw at a single glance all the painful feelings she inspired in Felton by dwelling on every detail of her recital; but she would not spare him a single pang.

The more profoundly she wounded his heart, the more certainly he would avenge her.

She continued, then, as if she had not heard his exclamation, or as if she thought the moment was not yet come to reply to it.
"Only this time it was no longer an inert body, without feeling, that the villain had to deal with.

I have told you that without being able to regain the complete exercise of my faculties, I retained the sense of my danger.

I struggled, then, with all my strength, and doubtless opposed, weak as I was, a long resistance, for I heard him cry out, 'These miserable Puritans! I knew very well that they tired out their executioners, but I did not believe them so strong against their lovers!' "Alas! this desperate resistance could not last long.