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Where is Aramis no, M. le Chevalier d'Herblay no, I am still mistaken Monsieur le Vicaire-General?" "Ah, monsieur," said Bazin, with dignity, "monseigneur is at his diocese." "What did you say?" said D'Artagnan. Bazin repeated the sentence. "Ah, ah! but has Aramis a diocese?" "Yes, monsieur. Why not?" "Is he a bishop, then?"
But d'Artagnan took very little heed of the eloquent discourse of M. Bazin; and as he had no desire to support a polemic discussion with his friend's valet, he simply moved him out of the way with one hand, and with the other turned the handle of the door of Number Five. The door opened, and d'Artagnan went into the chamber.
He advocates resignation and the domestic virtues, yet his books are neither dull, nor tiresome, nor priggish; and as he has advanced in years and experience M. Bazin has shown an increasing ambition to deal with larger problems than are involved for instance, in the innocent love-affairs of 'Ma Tante Giron' , a book which enraptured Ludovic Halevy.
That great giant who was there gave it to him." "In that case," said Bazin, "he must be pretty sick." "So sick that he is dying, and he wants to confess to the coadjutor, who, they say, has power to remit great sins." "And does he imagine that the coadjutor will put himself out for him?" "To be sure; the coadjutor has promised." "Who told you that?" "Monsieur Maillard himself."
That night what crowds thronged from Paris to the top of the Montmartre heights, from the observatory on which the celebrated inventor Bazin had lighted up, with some magical electric machine, all the plain of Gennevilliers from Mont Valerien to the Fort de la Briche!
Planchet, Grimaud, Bazin, and Mousqueton presented themselves, and received clear, positive, and serious orders from Athos. They must set out the next morning at daybreak, and go to Armentieres each by a different route.
"Decidedly," said D'Artagnan to himself, "there will be no means of uprooting these people. Get me some supper, Bazin." "With pleasure, monsieur." "A fowl, a bouillon, and a bottle of wine." "This is Saturday night, monsieur it is a day of abstinence." "I have a dispensation," said D'Artagnan. Bazin looked at him suspiciously.
It was like having a spy in the enemy's camp. In this frame of mind, grateful for the accidental meeting with Planchet, pleased with himself, D'Artagnan reached Notre Dame. He ran up the steps, entered the church, and addressing a verger who was sweeping the chapel, asked him if he knew Monsieur Bazin. "Monsieur Bazin, the beadle?" said the verger. "Yes.
The French nobleman has proved a person of the most filthy avarice of character, and I have been necessitate to leave the haras. You will find us, in consequence, a little poorly lodged in the auberge of a man Bazin on the dunes; but the situation is caller, and I make no doubt but we might spend some very pleasant days, when Mr.
He knelt down just opposite the chapel in order not to lose sight of his man; and as he had almost forgotten his prayers and had omitted to take a book with him, he made use of his time in gazing at Bazin. Bazin wore his dress, it may be observed, with equal dignity and saintly propriety.
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