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The king had returned to Paris, and with him D'Artagnan, who, in twenty-four hours, having made with greatest care all possible inquiries at Belle-Isle, succeeded in learning nothing of the secret so well kept by the heavy rock of Locmaria, which had fallen on the heroic Porthos.
He went boldly over and seated himself in the chair at the side of the desk. With a sigh Carmichael left Porthos in the grotto of Locmaria. "I am Mr. Grumbach. I spoke to you this morning about my passports. Will you kindly look them over?" Carmichael took the papers, frowning slightly. Grumbach laid his derby on his knees.
At this moment a ball from the rampart of which they were speaking struck in the head the horse of the old captain, laying it low. "Locmaria, De Mouy, take the command, and to the assault!" cried the two noble companies, believing their leader dead. "Stop a moment, gentlemen," said old Coislin, rising, "I will lead you, if you please.
"No; he is a brave fellow." "Yes; but the grotto of Locmaria is it necessary all the world should know it?" "Ah! that is true, that is true; I comprehend. We are going to escape by the cavern." "If you please," cried Aramis, gayly. "Forward, friend Porthos; our boat awaits us. King Louis has not caught us yet."
He must have given orders to get the vessels together and clear the seas. On my part I have just issued directions that a bark should be rolled on rollers to the mouth of the great cavern of Locmaria, which you know, where we have so often lain in wait for the foxes." "Yes, and which terminates at the little creek by a trench where we discovered the day that splendid fox escaped that way."
In the ardor of the rush, Cinq- Mars and Fontrailles, with the young Locmaria, forced their horses upon the rampart itself; but a brisk fusillade killed the three animals, which rolled over their masters. "Dismount all, gentlemen!" cried old Coislin; "forward with pistol and sword! Abandon your horses!" All obeyed instantly, and threw themselves in a mass upon the breach.
Then, having laid him down upon the bench near the rudder, they took to their oars, preferring this to hoisting sail, which might betray them. On all that leveled surface of the ancient grotto of Locmaria, one single hillock attracted their eyes.
At this moment a ball from the rampart of which they were speaking struck in the head the horse of the old captain, laying it low. "Locmaria, De Mouy, take the command, and to the assault!" cried the two noble companies, believing their leader dead. "Stop a moment, gentlemen," said old Coislin, rising, "I will lead you, if you please.
"Gentlemen, we will relate this to our mistresses in Paris," said Locmaria, throwing his hat into the air; and Cinq-Mars, De Thou, Coislin, De Mouy, Londigny, officers of the red companies, and all the young noblemen, with swords in their right hands and pistols in their left, dashing, pushing, and doing each other by their eagerness as much harm as they did the enemy, finally rushed upon the platform of the bastion, as water poured from a vase, of which the opening is too small, leaps out in interrupted gushes.
Aramis and Porthos had gone to the grotto of Locmaria with the expectation of finding there their canoe ready armed, as well as the three Bretons, their assistants; and they at first hoped to make the bark pass through the little issue of the cavern, concealing in that fashion both their labors and their flight. The arrival of the fox and dogs obliged them to remain concealed.
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