Upon the ending of the novel, I sat and contemplated.  I wondered, am I too serious of a person by feeling disturbed?  Why couldn’t I simply laugh along at the wild adventures of friends?  And why was it that I felt a sympathetic camaraderie with the villain of the story?  Milady killed and deceived, seduced and destroyed.  Yet, somewhere in the back of my mind I thought, what other choice did she have?  Just like Scarlett O’Hara in Gone with the Wind, Milady takes matters in

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