CHAPTER XLI.

PATERNAL AFFECTION. While this dreadful scene was passing at Lord de Winter's, Athos, seated near the window, his elbow on the table, and his head supported on his hand, was listening intently to Raoul's account of the adventures he met with on his journey, and the details of the battle. Listening to the relation of those first emotions, so fresh and pure, the fine, noble face of Athos betrayed indescribable pleasure; he inhaled the tones of that young voice as harmonious music. He forgot all that was dark in the p…