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"The king has given me no orders about it," replied the Swiss, "so keep your sword." "Well, that is very polite on the part of the king. Let us go, at once." Monsieur Friedisch was not a talker, and D'Artagnan had too many things to think about to say much. From Planchet's shop to the Louvre was not far, they arrived in ten minutes. It was a dark night.
She left the apartment after two courtesies, and went down into the shop but not without having listened at the door, to know what Planchet's gentlemen visitors would say of her. Athos suspected that, and therefore turned the conversation accordingly. Planchet, on his part, was burning to give explanations, which Athos avoided.
Cracking, munching, chewing, nibbling, sucking, and swallowing, Porthos occasionally said to the grocer: "You do a very good business here, friend Planchet." "He will very soon have none at all to do, if this sort of thing continues," grumbled the foreman, who had Planchet's word that he should be his successor.
"Oh, a very paltry affair; a little bit of a house nothing more." "I understand you." "But it is tolerable enough, after all." "I am going to Planchet's country-seat!" exclaimed D'Artagnan. "Whenever you like." "Did we not fix to-morrow?"
I will go by the way of Boulogne to clear the way; Athos will set out two hours after, by that of Amiens; Aramis will follow us by that of Noyon; as to d'Artagnan, he will go by what route he thinks is best, in Planchet's clothes, while Planchet will follow us like d'Artagnan, in the uniform of the Guards."
Planchet appeared very curious to know what D'Artagnan had written. "Here," said the musketeer, "read it" On reading the last lines the tears came into Planchet's eyes. "You think, then, that I would not have given the money without that? Then I will have none of your five thousand francs." D'Artagnan smiled.
And he led the way along a well-sheltered walk, which crossed a kitchen-garden, then a small paddock, and came out into a little garden behind the house, the principal front of which, as we have already noticed, faced the street. As they approached, they could see, through two open windows on the ground floor, which led into a sitting-room, the interior of Planchet's residence.
The twenty men marched straight toward the barrier, but from behind the beams, from among the wagon-wheels and from the heights of the rocks a terrible fusillade burst forth and at the same time Planchet's halberdiers appeared at the corner of the Cemetery of the Innocents, and Louvieres's bourgeois at the corner of the Rue de la Monnaie.
"Ah, I see," continued Planchet, more and more alarmed, "the expedition has been a trying one?" "Yes," said D'Artagnan. A shudder ran down Planchet's back. "I should like to have something to drink," said the musketeer, raising his head piteously. Planchet ran to the cupboard, and poured out to D'Artagnan some wine in a large glass. D'Artagnan examined the bottle. "What wine is that?" asked he.
"The king has given no orders about it," replied the Swiss, "so keep your sword." "Well, that is very polite on the part of the king. Let us go, at once." Monsieur Friedisch was not a talker, and D'Artagnan had too many things to think about to say much. From Planchet's shop to the Louvre was not far they arrived in ten minutes. It was a dark night. M. de Friedisch wanted to enter by the wicket.
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