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The Antechamber of M. De Treville

           "Ah,Porthos!"criedoneofhiscompanions,"don’ttrytomakeusbelieveyouobtainedthatbaldricbypaternalgenerosity.ItwasgiventoyoubythatveiledladyImetyouwiththeotherSunday,nearthegateSt.Honor."

           "No,uponhonorandbythefaithofagentleman,Iboughtitwiththecontentsofmyownpurse,"answeredhewhomtheydesignatedbythenamePorthos.

           "Yes;aboutinthesamemanner,"saidanotherMusketeer,"thatIboughtthisnewpursewithwhatmymistressputintotheoldone."

           "It’strue,though,"saidPorthos;"andtheproofisthatIpaidtwelvepistolesforit."

           Thewonderwasincreased,thoughthedoubtcontinuedtoexist.

           "Isitnottrue,Aramis?"saidPorthos,turningtowardanotherMusketeer.

           ThisotherMusketeerformedaperfectcontrasttohisinterrogator,whohadjustdesignatedhimbythenameofAramis.Hewasastoutman,ofabouttwo-orthree-and-twenty,withanopen,ingenuouscountenance,ablack,mildeye,andcheeksrosyanddownyasanautumnpeach.Hisdelicatemustachemarkedaperfectlystraightlineuponhisupperlip;heappearedtodreadtolowerhishandslesttheirveinsshouldswell,andhepinchedthetipsofhisearsfromtimetotimetopreservetheirdelicatepinktransparency.Habituallyhespokelittleandslowly,bowedfrequently,laughedwithoutnoise,showinghisteeth,whichwerefineandofwhich,astherestofhisperson,heappearedtotakegreatcare.

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