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A Family Affair

           Atlengththeyreachedthetent,litalamp,andwhilePlanchetstoodattheentrancethatthefourfriendsmightnotbesurprised,d’Artagnan,withatremblinghand,brokethesealandopenedthesoanxiouslyexpectedletter.

           Itcontainedhalfaline,inahandperfectlyBritish,andwithaconcisenessasperfectlySpartan:

           Thankyou;beeasy.

           d’Artagnantranslatedthisfortheothers.

           Athostooktheletterfromthehandsofd’Artagnan,approachedthelamp,setfiretothepaper,anddidnotletgotillitwasreducedtoacinder.

           Then,callingPlanchet,hesaid,"Now,mylad,youmayclaimyoursevenhundredlivres,butyoudidnotrunmuchriskwithsuchanoteasthat."

           "Iamnottoblameforhavingtriedeverymeanstocompressit,"saidPlanchet.

           "Well!"criedd’Artagnan,"tellusallaboutit."

           "Dame,that’salongjob,monsieur."

           "Youareright,Planchet,"saidAthos;"besides,thetattoohasbeensounded,andweshouldbeobservedifwekeptalightburningmuchlongerthantheothers."

           "Sobeit,"saidd’Artagnan."Gotobed,Planchet,andsleepsoundly."

           "Myfaith,monsieur!thatwillbethefirsttimeIhavedonesoforsixteendays."

           "Andme,too!"saidd’Artagnan.

           "Andme,too!"saidPorthos.

           "Andme,too!"saidAramis.

           "Well,ifyouwillhavethetruth,andme,too!"saidAthos.

           

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