Milady dreamed that she at length had d’Artagnan in her power, that she was present at his execution; and it was the sight of his odious blood, flowing beneath the ax of the headsman, which spread that charming smile upon her lips.
Milady azt álmodta, hogy megkaparintotta és végre hóhér kezére adta D'Artagnant: gyűlölt vére kiszökkent a bárd alól, ez csalta ajkára a bűbájos mosolyt.