As d’Artagnan pursued his investigations, a more abundant and more icy sweat rolled in large drops from his forehead; his heart was oppressed by a horrible anguish; his respiration was broken and short. And yet he said, to reassure himself, that this pavilion perhaps had nothing in common with Mme. Bonacieux; that the young woman had made an appointment with him before the pavilion, and not in the pavilion; that she might have been detained in Paris by her duties, or perhaps by the jealousy of her husband.
A medida que D'Artagnan proseguía sus investigaciones, un sudor más abundante y más helado perlaba su frente, su corazón estaba oprimido por una horrible angustia, su respiración era palpitante; y sin embargo se decía a sí mismo para tranquilizarse que aquel pabellón no tenía nada en común con la señora Bonacieux; que la joven le había dado cita ante aquel pabellón y no en el pabellón, que podía estar retenida en Paris por su servicio, quizá por los celos de su marido.