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"Why am I to be disturbed?" said Gaston, helping himself to a thick slice of one of the largest salmon that had ever ascended the Loire to be captured between Paimboeuf and Saint-Nazaire. "There is a messenger from Paris. Oh! but after monseigneur has breakfasted will do; there is plenty of time." "From Paris!" cried the prince, letting his fork fall. "A messenger from Paris, do you say?
Having thus determined, D'Artagnan assembled the royal army, embarked it at Paimboeuf, and set sail, without the loss of an unnecessary minute.
The repast was long and sumptuous; excellent Spanish wine, fine Morbihan oysters, exquisite fish from the mouth of the Loire, enormous prawns from Paimboeuf, and delicious game from the moors, constituted the principal part of it. D'Artagnan ate much, and drank but little. Aramis drank nothing, unless it was water. After the repast, "You offered me an arquebus," said D'Artagnan. "I did."
"I have five; but they are all in port, or at Paimboeuf; and to join them, or bring them hither, would require at least twenty-four hours. Have I any occasion to send a courier? Must I do so?" "Wait a little, put an end to the fever, wait till to-morrow." "That is true. Who knows but that by to-morrow we may not have a hundred other ideas?" replied Fouquet, now perfectly convinced and very pale.
The repast was long and sumptuous; excellent Spanish wine, fine Morbihan oysters, exquisite fish from the mouth of the Loire, enormous prawns from Paimboeuf, and delicious game from the moors, constituted the principal part of it. D'Artagnan ate much, and drank but little. Aramis drank nothing, unless it was water. After the repast, "You offered me an arquebuse," said D'Artagnan. "I did."
It appears to me that to come from Paimboeuf to Piriac, and go from Piriac to Belle-Isle, is as if we went from Roche-Bernard to Nantes, and from Nantes to Piriac." "By water that would be the nearest way," replied the fisherman imperturbably. "But there is an elbow?" The fisherman shook his head. "The shortest road from one place to another is a straight line," continued D'Artagnan.
When Calyste reached the little esplanade which surrounds the church of Saint-Nazaire, and from which is seen Paimboeuf and the magnificent Mouths of the Loire as they struggle with the sea, he found Camille and the marquise waving their handkerchiefs as a last adieu to two passengers on the deck of the departing steamer.
I heard one say to the other, 'Let us risk it'; and then they took me in their arms, carried me down to a boat on the beach, and rowed to a vessel in the offing. The next day they disembarked me at Paimboeuf, where I got the assistance which I so much needed.
An old fisherman replied to M. Agnan, that the stones very certainly did not come from Piriac or the marshes. "Where do they come from, then?" asked the musketeer. "Monsieur, they come from Nantes and Paimboeuf." "Where are they going, then?" "Monsieur, to Belle-Isle."
"You must confess," continued he then, aloud, and addressing the fisherman for his part of a suspicious man was imposed upon him by the object even of his mission "you must confess, my dear monsieur, that these stones travel in a very curious fashion." "How so?" said the fisherman. "They come from Nantes or Paimboeuf by the Loire, do they not?" "With the tide."
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