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Decidedly, it was better not to risk a quarrel with her, to be patient, to wait for her return. He spent his days in poring over a map of the forest of Compiegne, as though it had been that of the 'Pays du Tendre'; he surrounded himself with photographs of the Chateau of Pierrefonds.
"Now, Mousqueton," he said, "I hope you don't mean to desert your master?" "Ah, sir," replied Mousqueton, his eyes filling with tears, "why did you re-enter the army? We were all so happy in the Chateau de Pierrefonds!" And without any other complaint, passive and obedient, either from true devotion to his master or from the example set by Blaisois, Mousqueton leaped into the sea headforemost.
"Good!" said D'Artagnan, rising and brushing his knees; "now I have thee thou art a Frondeur and the lover of Madame de Longueville." Monsieur Porthos du Vallon de Bracieux de Pierrefonds.
"Ah! sire, if your majesty were ever to pay a visit to Pierrefonds, we would both of us eat our lamb together; for your appetite is not an indifferent one by any means." D'Artagnan gave Porthos a kick under the table, which made Porthos color up.
"I know that, sir; I have known that," said the queen, "a long time; therefore I am delighted to be able thus publicly to mark my gratitude and my esteem." "His name?" asked the queen. "De Bracieux de Pierrefonds," added Porthos. "These names are too numerous for me to remember them all, and I will content myself with the first," said the queen, graciously. Porthos bowed.
"I address you, because you know, that although I esteem him from my heart I am a little awed by the Comte de la Fere; but it is understood that what I offer you I offer him at the same time. "I am, as I trust you do not doubt, your devoted "Du Vallon de Bracieux de Pierrefonds." "Well," said Aramis, "what do you say to that?"
The friends then took leave of each other on the very border of the estate of Pierrefonds, to which Porthos escorted his friend. "At least," D'Artagnan said to himself, as he took the road to Villars-Cotterets, "at least I shall not be alone in my undertaking.
To see Porthos hungry, to see Mousqueton without gold lace, imprisoned, perhaps; to see Pierrefonds, Bracieux, razed to the very stones, dishonored even to the timber, these were so many poignant griefs for D'Artagnan, and every time that one of these griefs struck him, he bounded like a horse at the sting of a gadfly beneath the vaults of foliage where he has sought shady shelter from the burning sun.
Le Seigneur de Bracieux et de Pierrefonds delighted to remember that, during that memorable dinner, the numerous array of servants, and the large number of officials in attendance on the guests, gave a certain tone and effect to the repast, and seemed, as it were, to furnish the room.
"At my Chateau de Pierrefonds, I have had four avenues laid out, and at the end of each is a landscape of an altogether different character from the others." "You shall see my prospect," said Planchet; and he led his two guests to a window. "Ah!" said D'Artagnan, "this is the Rue de Lyon."
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