And these judges, I warn you, will soon send you to an executioner who will make both your shoulders alike." The eyes of Milady darted such flashes that although he was a man and armed before an unarmed woman, he felt the chill of fear glide through his whole frame.
Los ojos de Milady lanzaban tales destellos que, aunque él fuera hombre y armado ante una mujer desarmada, sintió el frío del miedo deslizarse hasta el fondo de su alma; no por ello dejó de continuar, con un furor creciente: