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The Anjou Wine

           "I,wretch?Whatdoyousay?"

           "Isaythatitwasyouwhogavemethewine;Isaythatitwasyouwhodesiredmetodrinkit.Isayyouwishedtoavengeyourselfonme,andIsaythatitishorrible!"

           "Donotthinkso,Brisemont,"saidd’Artagnan;"donotthinkso.Isweartoyou,Iprotest"

           "Oh,butGodisabove!Godwillpunishyou!MyGod,grantthathemayonedaysufferwhatIsuffer!"

           "UpontheGospel,"saidd’Artagnan,throwinghimselfdownbythedyingman,"IsweartoyouthatthewinewaspoisonedandthatIwasgoingtodrinkofitasyoudid."

           "Idonotbelieveyou,"criedthesoldier,andheexpiredamidhorribletortures.

           "Frightful!frightful!"murmuredAthos,whilePorthosbrokethebottlesandAramisgaveorders,alittletoolate,thataconfessorshouldbesentfor.

           "Oh,myfriends,"saidd’Artagnan,"youcomeoncemoretosavemylife,notonlyminebutthatofthesegentlemen.Gentlemen,"continuedhe,addressingtheGuardsmen,"Irequestyouwillbesilentwithregardtothisadventure.Greatpersonagesmayhavehadahandinwhatyouhaveseen,andiftalkedabout,theevilwouldonlyrecoiluponus."

           "Ah,monsieur!"stammeredPlanchet,moredeadthanalive,"ah,monsieur,whatanescapeIhavehad!"

           "How,sirrah!youweregoingtodrinkmywine?"

           "Tothehealthoftheking,monsieur;IwasgoingtodrinkasmallglassofitifFourreauhadnottoldmeIwascalled."

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