The Rendezvous

           D’Artagnanranhomeimmediately,andalthoughitwasthreeo’clockinthemorningandhehadsomeoftheworstquartersofParistotraverse,hemetwithnomisadventure.Everyoneknowsthatdrunkardsandlovershaveaprotectingdeity.

           Hefoundthedoorofhispassageopen,sprangupthestairsandknockedsoftlyinamanneragreeduponbetweenhimandhislackey.Planchet*,whomhehadsenthometwohoursbeforefromtheHoteldeVille,tellinghimtositupforhim,openedthedoorforhim.

           *Thereadermayask,"HowcamePlanchethere?"whenhewasleft"stiffasarush"inLondon.IntheinterveningtimeBuckinghamperhapssenthimtoParis,ashedidthehorses.

           "Hasanyonebroughtaletterforme?"askedd’Artagnan,eagerly.

           "NoonehasBROUGHTaletter,monsieur,"repliedPlanchet;"butonehascomeofitself."

           "Whatdoyoumean,blockhead?"

           "ImeantosaythatwhenIcamein,althoughIhadthekeyofyourapartmentinmypocket,andthatkeyhadneverquitme,Ifoundaletteronthegreentablecoverinyourbedroom."

           "Andwhereisthatletter?"

           "IleftitwhereIfoundit,monsieur.Itisnotnaturalforletterstoenterpeople’shousesinthismanner.Ifthewindowhadbeenopenorevenajar,Ishouldthinknothingofit;but,noallwashermeticallysealed.Beware,monsieur;thereiscertainlysomemagicunderneath."

           Meanwhile,theyoungmanhaddartedintohischamber,andopenedtheletter.ItwasfromMme.

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