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The Three Presents of D’artagnan the Elder

           "Thedevil!"criedthehost,athiswit’send.

           "Butit’sofnoimportance,"continuedd’Artagnan,withnaturalassurance;"it’sofnoimportance.Themoneyisnothing;thatletterwaseverything.Iwouldratherhavelostathousandpistolesthanhavelostit."Hewouldnothaveriskedmoreifhehadsaidtwentythousand;butacertainjuvenilemodestyrestrainedhim.

           Arayoflightallatoncebrokeuponthemindofthehostashewasgivinghimselftothedeviluponfindingnothing.

           "Thatletterisnotlost!"criedhe.

           "What!"criedd’Artagnan.

           "No,ithasbeenstolenfromyou."

           "Stolen?Bywhom?"

           "Bythegentlemanwhowashereyesterday.Hecamedownintothekitchen,whereyourdoubletwas.Heremainedtheresometimealone.Iwouldlayawagerhehasstolenit."

           "Doyouthinkso?"answeredd’Artagnan,butlittleconvinced,asheknewbetterthananyoneelsehowentirelypersonalthevalueofthisletterwas,andwasnothinginitlikelytotemptcupidity.Thefactwasthatnoneofhisservants,noneofthetravelerspresent,couldhavegainedanythingbybeingpossessedofthispaper.

           "Doyousay,"resumedd’Artagnan,"thatyoususpectthatimpertinentgentleman?"

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