NACHRICHTER, as say our neighbors, the Germans." And as he bound her while saying these words, Milady uttered two or three savage cries, which produced a strange and melancholy effect in flying away into the night, and losing themselves in the depths of the woods.
"If I am guilty, if I have committed the crimes you accuse me of," shrieked Milady, "take me before a tribunal.

You are not judges! You cannot condemn me!" "I offered you Tyburn," said Lord de Winter.

"Why did you not accept it ?" "Because I am not willing to die!" cried Milady, struggling.

"Because I am too young to die!" "The woman you poisoned at Bethune was still younger than you, madame, and yet she is dead," said d'Artagnan.
"I will enter a cloister; I will become a nun," said Milady.
"You were in a cloister," said the executioner, "and you left it to ruin my brother." Milady uttered a cry of terror and sank upon her knees.

The executioner took her up in his arms and was carrying her toward the boat.
"Oh, my God!" cried she, "my God! are you going to drown me ?" These cries had something so heartrending in them that M.d'Artagnan, who had been at first the most eager in pursuit of Milady, sat down on the stump of a tree and hung his head, covering his ears with the palms of his hands; and yet, notwithstanding, he could still hear her cry and threaten.
D'Artagnan was the youngest of all these men.