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"Halloo, there, Grimaud, Olivain, and Blaisois! call the viscount and take the musket with you." Blaisois was the tall youth, half groom, half peasant, whom we saw at the Chateau de Bragelonne, whom Athos had christened by the name of his province. "Viscount," said Athos to Raoul, as he entered, "you will conduct my lord as far as his hotel and permit no one to approach him."
"Stop! stop!" cried D'Artagnan, giving rein to his famous steed, who, darting forth, overturned several men. "Stop! stop!" cried the soldiers, and ran for their arms. But the prisoners were in their saddles and lost no time hastening to the nearest gate. In the middle of the street they saw Grimaud and Blaisois, who were coming to find their masters.
But Bazin, still the servant of a musketeer, when once the blood mounted to his fat cheeks, seized a broomstick and began belaboring Blaisois, saying: "You have insulted the church, my friend, you have insulted the church!"
We cut a brave enough figure as we rode down the Rue Vieille attended by our servants, and many a rustic Blaisois stopped to gape at us, to nudge his companion, and point us out, whispering the word "Paris." I had donned my grey velvet doublet deeming the occasion worthy of it whilst Andrea wore a handsome suit of black, with gold lace, which for elegance it would have been difficult to surpass.
"Well, it has happened to me to do so in our Blaisois forests, and I remember that the first time I encountered one with its eyes fixed upon me, curled up, swinging its head and pointing its tongue, I remained fixed, pale and as though fascinated, until the moment when the Comte de la Fere " "Your father?" asked De Guiche. "No, my guardian," replied Raoul, blushing. "Very well "
This "hola," doubtless well known to Master Blaisois, made him turn his head and exclaim "Monsieur d'Artagnan! run quickly, you chaps, and open the gate."
"Take!" said Blaisois; "covet the goods of your neighbor? That is forbidden, it seems to me." "Where forbidden?" asked Mousqueton. "In the commandments of God, or of the church, I don't know which. I only know it says, 'Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's goods, nor yet his wife." "That is a child's reason, Monsieur Blaisois," said Mousqueton in his most patronizing manner.
"My dear fellow," said D'Artagnan, "this is a very bad beginning for me. Never mind, you know when monsieur le comte will return, at least?" "As little, monsieur, as the place of his destination." "Come, Blaisois, come, search." "Monsieur doubts my sincerity? Ah, monsieur, that grieves me much." "The devil take his gilded tongue!" grumbled D'Artagnan.
"But Porthos, I do not see him." "Porthos is coming he swims like Leviathan." In fact, Porthos did not appear; for a scene, half tragedy and half comedy, had been performed by him with Mousqueton and Blaisois, who, frightened by the noise of the sea, by the whistling of the wind, by the sight of that dark water yawning like a gulf beneath them, shrank back instead of going forward.
Two hours had scarcely elapsed since the departure of the master of the house, who, in Blaisois's sight, had taken the road to Paris, when a horseman, mounted on a good pied horse, stopped before the gate, and with a sonorous "hola!" called the stable-boys, who, with the gardeners, had formed a circle round Blaisois, the historian-in-ordinary to the household of the chateau.
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