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"No, on the honor of an officer; there is the half-pistole;" and he showed him the seductive coin, but did not give it him. "I shall ask him." "Just the very way not to know. Wait till he is set out and then, marry, come up, ask, and find out. The half-pistole is ready," and he put it back again into his pocket.
"Monsieur, monsieur!" cried a hostler, running out and looking after the stranger, "monsieur, here is a paper which dropped out of your hat! Eh, monsieur, eh!" "Friend," said d'Artagnan, "a half-pistole for that paper!" "My faith, monsieur, with great pleasure! Here it is!" The hostler, enchanted with the good day's work he had done, returned to the yard. D'Artagnan unfolded the paper.
Scarcely had he turned the corner of the Rue de la Juiverie when the boy rushed after him like a bloodhound on full scent. Before ten minutes had elapsed the child returned. "Well!" said D'Artagnan. "Well!" answered the boy, "the thing is done." "Where is he gone?" "The half-pistole is for me?" "Doubtless, answer me." "I want to see it. Give it me, that I may see it is not false." "There it is."
"Well, Bazin," said D'Artagnan, "since you do not know where your master lives, let us speak of it no more; let us part good friends. Accept this half-pistole to drink to my health." "I do not drink" Bazin pushed away with dignity the officer's hand "'tis good only for the laity."
"Come on, come on!" said d'Artagnan; "let us keep that paper carefully, perhaps I have not thrown away my half-pistole. To horse, my friends, to horse!" And the four friends flew at a gallop along the road to Bethune.
"That is to say, I guess your wishes, and that is all that's necessary," said Madeleine. "You are a precious creature, my pretty hostess, and I am much obliged to you." The next moment D'Artagnan was on his way to Notre Dame. Touches upon the Strange Effects a Half-pistole may have upon a Beadle and a Chorister.
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