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           Athosalonesmiled,withaself-possessed,disdainfulsmile.

           Whenthecardinalwasoutofhearingandsight,"ThatGrimaudkeptbadwatch!"criedPorthos,whohadagreatinclinationtoventhisill-humoronsomebody.

           Grimaudwasabouttoreplytoexcusehimself.Athosliftedhisfinger,andGrimaudwassilent.

           "Wouldyouhavegivenuptheletter,Aramis?"saidd’Artagnan.

           "I,"saidAramis,inhismostfluteliketone,"Ihadmadeupmymind.Ifhehadinsistedupontheletterbeinggivenuptohim,Iwouldhavepresentedthelettertohimwithonehand,andwiththeotherIwouldhaverunmyswordthroughhisbody."

           "Iexpectedasmuch,"saidAthos;"andthatwaswhyIthrewmyselfbetweenyouandhim.Indeed,thismanisverymuchtoblamefortalkingthustoothermen;onewouldsayhehadneverhadtodowithanybutwomenandchildren."

           "MydearAthos,Iadmireyou,butneverthelesswewereinthewrong,afterall."

           "How,inthewrong?"saidAthos."Whose,then,istheairwebreathe?Whoseistheoceanuponwhichwelook?Whoseisthesanduponwhichwewerereclining?Whoseisthatletterofyourmistress?Dothesebelongtothecardinal?Uponmyhonor,thismanfanciestheworldbelongstohim.Thereyoustood,stammering,stupefied,annihilated.OnemighthavesupposedtheBastilleappearedbeforeyou,andthatthegiganticMedusahadconvertedyouintostone.Isbeinginloveconspiring?Youareinlovewithawomanwhomthecardinalhascausedtobeshutup,andyouwishtogetheroutofthehandsofthecardinal.

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