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Hunting for the Equipments

           Thiswastoomuchfortheprocurator’swife;shedoubtednottherewasanintriguebetweenthisladyandPorthos.Ifshehadbeenagreatladyshewouldhavefainted;butasshewasonlyaprocurator’swife,shecontentedherselfsayingtotheMusketeerwithconcentratedfury,"Eh,MonsieurPorthos,youdon’toffermeanyholywater?"

           Porthos,atthesoundofthatvoice,startedlikeamanawakenedfromasleepofahundredyears.

           "Ma-madame!"criedhe;"isthatyou?Howisyourhusband,ourdearMonsieurCoquenard?Ishestillasstingyasever?Wherecanmyeyeshavebeennottohaveseenyouduringthetwohoursofthesermon?"

           "Iwaswithintwopacesofyou,monsieur,"repliedtheprocurator’swife;"butyoudidnotperceivemebecauseyouhadnoeyesbutfortheprettyladytowhomyoujustnowgavetheholywater."

           Porthospretendedtobeconfused."Ah,"saidhe,"youhaveremarked"

           "Imusthavebeenblindnottohaveseen."

           "Yes,"saidPorthos,"thatisaduchessofmyacquaintancewhomIhavegreattroubletomeetonaccountofthejealousyofherhusband,andwhosentmewordthatsheshouldcometodaytothispoorchurch,buriedinthisvilequarter,solelyforthesakeofseeingme."

           "MonsieurPorthos,"saidtheprocurator’swife,"willyouhavethekindnesstooffermeyourarmforfiveminutes?Ihavesomethingtosaytoyou."

           "Certainly,madame,"saidPorthos,winkingtohimself,asagamblerdoeswholaughsatthedupeheisabouttopluck.

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