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"No, monsieur, there were only these words: 'Dear Porthos, set out, if you would wish to arrive before the Equinox. I expect you." "Mordioux!" said D'Artagnan, thoughtfully, "that was pressing, apparently." "I think so; therefore," continued Mousqueton, "monseigneur set out the very same day with his secretary, in order to endeavor to arrive in time." "And did he arrive in time?" "I hope so.
D'Artagnan remarked among the groups, and those groups the most animated, the face of the cavalier whom he had seen enter by the door of communication from his garden, and who had gone upstairs to harangue the drinkers. That man was organizing troops and giving orders. "Mordioux!" said D'Artagnan to himself, "I was not deceived; I know that man, it is Menneville. What the devil is he doing here?"
"Humph!" said D'Artagnan. "My voice is known here! That's flattering." "Oh! yes, we know it," said the old man, drawing the bolts; "and here is the proof." And at these words he let in D'Artagnan, who, by the light of the lantern he carried in his hand, recognized his obstinate interlocutor. "Ah! Mordioux!" cried he: "why, it is Parry! I ought to have known that."
And so saying, D'Artagnan felt a strange joy, a joy of youth, a perfume of those great and happy years of former times mount into his brain and intoxicate him. "During these two hours I will go," said the musketeer, "and take my quarter's rent of the Image-de-Notre-Dame. That will be pleasant. Three hundred and seventy-five livres! Mordioux! but that is astonishing!
He had not finished speaking, when four of these men came down into the court, and without the appearance of any bad design, mounted guard at the door of communication, casting, at intervals, glances at D'Artagnan, which signified many things. "Mordioux!" said D'Artagnan, in a low voice, "there is something going on. Are you curious, Raoul?" "According to the subject, chevalier."
The cortege continued to file on, and, with the king, the acclamations began to die away in the direction of the palace, which, however, did not prevent our officer from being pushed about. "Mordioux!" continued the reasoner, "these people tread upon my toes and look upon me as of very little consequence, or rather of none at all, seeing that they are Englishmen and I am a Frenchman.
It was with unspeakable emotion D'Artagnan recognized all the furniture of the chamber of the first story; the wainscoting, the tapestries, and even that geographical chart which Porthos had so fondly studied in his moments of leisure. "It is eleven years ago," cried D'Artagnan. "Mordioux! it appears to me a century!" "And to me but a day," said Athos.
Charles, by skillfully husbanding his generosity, had given the duke time to wish, although he might not have wished for so much as was given him. "Mordioux!" grumbled D'Artagnan, "there is the shower beginning again! Oh! it is enough to turn one's brain!" and he turned away with an air so sorrowful and so comically piteous, that the king, who caught it, could not restrain a smile.
"Ah! good God!" articulated Planchet, drawing back before the dazzling fire of his looks. "Imbecile!" cried D'Artagnan, "you think me mad! Mordioux! On the contrary, never was my head more clear, or my heart more joyous. To the bags, Planchet, to the bags!" "But to what bags, good heavens!" D'Artagnan pushed Planchet towards the window. "Under the shed yonder, don't you see a horse?" "Yes."
"He has not recovered the blow?" said he to Athos. "He is struck to death." "Oh! your fears exaggerate, I hope. Raoul is of a tempered nature. Around all hearts as noble as his, there is a second envelope that forms a cuirass. The first bleeds, the second resists." "No," replied Athos, "Raoul will die of it." "Mordioux!" said D'Artagnan, in a melancholy tone.
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