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The Bastion Saint-Gervais

           "Ah,yes,"saidalight-horseman,withaglassofbrandyinhishand,whichhesippedslowly."IhearyougentlemenoftheGuardshavebeeninthetrenchestonight,andthatyoudidnotgetmuchthebestoftheRochellais."

           D’ArtagnanlookedatAthostoknowifheoughttoreplytothisintruderwhothusmixedunaskedintheirconversation.

           "Well,"saidAthos,"don’tyouhearMonsieurdeBusigny,whodoesyouthehonortoaskyouaquestion?Relatewhathaspassedduringthenight,sincethesegentlemendesiretoknowit."

           "Haveyounottakenabastion?"saidaSwiss,whowasdrinkingrumoutofbeerglass.

           "Yes,monsieur,"saidd’Artagnan,bowing,"wehavehadthathonor.Weevenhave,asyoumayhaveheard,introducedabarrelofpowderunderoneoftheangles,whichinblowingupmadeaveryprettybreach.Withoutreckoningthatasthebastionwasnotbuiltyesterdayalltherestofthebuildingwasbadlyshaken."

           "Andwhatbastionisit?"askedadragoon,withhissaberrunthroughagoosewhichhewastakingtobecooked.

           "ThebastionSt.Gervais,"repliedd’Artagnan,"frombehindwhichtheRochellaisannoyedourworkmen."

           "Wasthataffairhot?"

           "Yes,moderatelyso.Welostfivemen,andtheRochellaiseightorten."

           "Balzempleu!"saidtheSwiss,who,notwithstandingtheadmirablecollectionofoathspossessedbytheGermanlanguage,hadacquiredahabitofswearinginFrench.

           "Butitisprobable,"saidthelight-horseman,"thattheywillsendpioneersthismorningtorepairthebastion."

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