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Monsieur le comte has gone on a journey." "A journey!" said D'Artagnan, surprised; "that's a fable, Master Blaisois." "Monsieur, it is no more than the truth. Monsieur has done me the honor to give me the house in charge; and he added, with his voice so full of authority and kindness that is all one to me: 'You will say I have gone to Paris."
"Yes, you talk like a child I repeat the word. Where have you read in the Scriptures, I ask you, that the English are your neighbors?" "Where, that is true," said Blaisois; "at least, I can't now recall it." "A child's reason I repeat it," continued Mousqueton.
Blaisois found Bazin donning his beadle's gown, his services being required that day at Notre Dame. Athos had desired Blaisois to try to speak to Aramis himself.
"Ah!" said M. d'Artagnan, with an agreeable smile, balancing himself upon his stirrup to jump to the ground, "where is that dear count?" "Ah! how unfortunate you are, monsieur!" said Blaisois: "and how unfortunate will monsieur le comte our master, think himself when he hears of your coming! As ill luck will have it, monsieur le comte left home two hours ago."
"Sir," interposed Blaisois, "I warn you that I can only swim in rivers." "And I not at all," said Mousqueton. But D'Artagnan had now slipped through the window. "You have decided, friend?" said Athos. "Yes," the Gascon answered; "Athos! you, who are a perfect being, bid spirit triumph over body. Do you, Aramis, order the servants. Porthos, kill every one who stands in your way."
"I suppose that you think it necessary that I should disturb the repose of these illustrious lords to say, 'Gentlemen, your servant, Mousqueton, is thirsty. What does Monsieur Bracieux care, think you, whether I am thirsty or not?" "'Tis a very expensive wine," said Blaisois, shaking his head. "Were it liquid gold, Monsieur Blaisois, our masters would not deny themselves this wine.
"Will monsieur listen to me an instant?" said Blaisois, laying his hand gently on the reins of the horse. "Yes, if you don't favor me with fine speeches, and make haste." "Well, then, monsieur, that word Paris appears to me to be only an excuse." "Oh, oh!" said D'Artagnan, seriously, "an excuse, eh?" "Yes, monsieur; and monsieur le comte is not going to Paris, I will swear."
You have not wanted for anything, vicomte, in my absence, have you?" "No, monsieur, thank you." "I left orders with Blaisois to pay you a hundred pistoles, if you should stand in need of money." "Monsieur, I have not seen Blaisois." "You have been without money, then?"
"Yes, but beer?" asked Blaisois sharply, "is that their true drink?" "As to that," answered Mousqueton, puzzled how to get out of the difficulty, "I must confess that to me beer is as disagreeable as wine is to the English." "What! Monsieur Mousqueton! The English do they dislike wine?" "They hate it." "But I have seen them drink it." "As a punishment.
"Locked!" said Blaisois; "ah! the deuce it is; unlucky, for my stomach is getting more and more upset." "Locked!" repeated Mousqueton. "But," Blaisois ventured to say, "I have heard you relate, Monsieur Mousqueton, that once on a time, at Chantilly, you fed your master and yourself by taking partridges in a snare, carp with a line, and bottles with a slipnoose."
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