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"Yes, perfectly. It is a handsome city, apparently." "Charming, according to Aramis, at least, but I think it black; but black seems to be considered handsome by artists: I am sorry for it." "Why so, Porthos?" "Because I have lately had my chateau of Pierrefonds which was gray with age, plastered white." "Humph!" said D'Artagnan, "and white is more cheerful."
Monsieur d'Artagnan!" cried Mousqueton, his fat cheeks swelling out and his whole frame perspiring with joy; "Monsieur d'Artagnan! oh! what joy for my lord and master, Du Vallon de Bracieux de Pierrefonds!" "Thou good Mousqueton! where is thy master?" "You stand upon his property!"
"To your house, dear Porthos, at Pierrefonds; your fine chateau is worthy of affording its princely hospitality to his eminence; it is, likewise, well situated neither too near Paris, nor too far from it; we can establish a communication between it and the capital with great facility. Come, my lord, you shall be treated like a prince, as you are." "A fallen prince!" exclaimed Mazarin, piteously.
By an abrupt turn of the road we came suddenly in view of the enormous castle of Pierrefonds and the little town, which is known for its sulphur baths, and only frequented in summer. No one need inform you what kind of baths they are, as their fumes pervade space and inform you themselves.
What I regret is certainly not the more or less amusement we can find at Belle-Isle: what I regret, Aramis, is Pierrefonds; Bracieux; le Vallon; beautiful France! Here, we are not in France, my dear friend; we are I know not where. Oh! I tell you, in full sincerity of soul, and your affection will excuse my frankness, but I declare to you I am not happy at Belle-Isle.
"At Pierrefonds; where is that, M. du Vallon near Belle-Isle?" "Oh, no, sire! Pierrefonds is in the Soissonnais." "I thought you alluded to the lamb on account of the salt marshes." "No, sire, I have marshes which are not salt, it is true, but which are not the less valuable on that account."
"I know he was; and that is why I am in such haste to understand " "Oh! how impatient you are, Porthos." "When I do not comprehend, I am terrible." "Well, you will understand. Aramis wrote to you at Pierrefonds, did he not?" "Yes." "And he told you to come before the equinox." "That is true." "Well! that is it," said D'Artagnan, hoping that this reason would mystify Porthos.
Among all the palatial riches neighbouring upon Paris, not forgetting Versailles, Compiègne, Fontainebleau, Pierrefonds and Rambouillet, Chantilly, by the remarkable splendour of its surroundings, its situation and the artistic treasures which it possesses, is in a class by itself.
"Decidedly," he said to himself, "this mansion has no other limits than the pillars of the habitable world. Is it probable Porthos has taken it into his head to go back to Pierrefonds without even leaving M. Fouquet's house?"
Consider my joy when, one morning, I perceived Mouston was obliged to squeeze in, as I once did myself, to get through the little secret door that those fools of architects had made in the chamber of the late Madame du Vallon, in the chateau of Pierrefonds.
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