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This caused so rapid and complete a diversion from the attack that d'Artagnan's adversary, while the latter turned round to face this shower of blows, sheathed his sword with the same precision, and instead of an actor, which he had nearly been, became a spectator of the fight a part in which he acquitted himself with his usual impassiveness, muttering, nevertheless, "A plague upon these Gascons!

I had a present made me of it," said Planchet; and, as he pronounced these words, he winked his eye with a cunning expression, which thoroughly awakened D'Artagnan's attention. "Come, come, M. Planchet." "Why, I am not like you, monsieur," said Planchet. "I don't pass my life in thinking." "You do wrong, then." "I mean in boring myself to death.

"Mine and mine only; yes, sire." "Well! but it could not be otherwise the prisoner always lodges with his conqueror." Monk colored in his turn. "Ah! that is true," said he; "I am M. d'Artagnan's prisoner." "Without doubt, duke, since you are not yet ransomed; but have no care of that; it was I who took you out of M. d'Artagnan's hands, and it is I who will pay your ransom."

He ordered him to go and saddle two horses in M. de Treville's stables one for himself, d'Artagnan, and one for Planchet and bring them to Athens's place. Once for all, Treville had placed his stable at d'Artagnan's service. Planchet proceeded toward the Rue du Colombier, and d'Artagnan toward the Rue Ferou.

The four become fast friends, and, when asked by D'Artagnan's landlord to find his missing wife, embark upon an adventure that takes them across both France and England in order to thwart the plans of the Cardinal Richelieu.

The first step he took was to search in his master's coat for M. d'Artagnan's letter; he found the letter still there, and its contents were found to run as follows: "MY DEAR FRIEND, Raoul has been to ask me for some particulars about the conduct of Mademoiselle de la Valliere, during our young friend's residence in London.

"No," replied Raoul, sternly, "but M. d'Artagnan's sword kills; and, not only do I possess his sword, but he has himself taught me how to use it; and with that sword, when a befitting time arrives, I will avenge his name a name you have dishonored." "Take care, monsieur," exclaimed De Wardes; "if you do not immediately give me satisfaction, I will avail myself of every means to revenge myself."

"Madame," he replied, "Monsieur d'Artagnan's prediction has been accomplished; they are calm, as if by enchantment. The doors are about to be opened and in five minutes they will be here." "Laporte," said the queen, "suppose you put one of your sons in the king's place; we might be off during the time."

Oh, tomorrow, tomorrow, I must have some pledge from you which will prove that you think of me; and that you may not forget me, take this!" and she slipped a ring from her finger onto d'Artagnan's. d'Artagnan remembered having seen this ring on the finger of Milady; it was a magnificent sapphire, encircled with brilliants.

Aramis did let go, not the bridle, but the horse's nose. Porthos released his hand, clapped spurs to his horse, which set off at a gallop. As long as he could distinguish Porthos through the darkness, Aramis followed him with his eyes: when he was completely out of sight, he re-entered the yard. Nothing had stirred in D'Artagnan's apartment.