The Pavilion

           Atnineo’clockd’ArtagnanwasattheHoteldesGardes;hefoundPlanchetallready.Thefourthhorsehadarrived.

           Planchetwasarmedwithhismusketoonandapistol.D’Artagnanhadhisswordandplacedtwopistolsinhisbelt;thenbothmountedanddepartedquietly.Itwasquitedark,andnoonesawthemgoout.Planchettookplacebehindhismaster,andkeptatadistanceoftenpacesfromhim.

           D’Artagnancrossedthequays,wentoutbythegateofLaConferenceandfollowedtheroad,muchmorebeautifulthenthanitisnow,whichleadstoSt.Cloud.

           Aslongashewasinthecity,Planchetkeptattherespectfuldistancehehadimposeduponhimself;butassoonastheroadbegantobemorelonelyanddark,hedrewsoftlynearer,sothatwhentheyenteredtheBoisdeBoulognehefoundhimselfridingquitenaturallysidebysidewithhismaster.Infact,wemustnotdissemblethattheoscillationofthetalltreesandthereflectionofthemooninthedarkunderwoodgavehimseriousuneasiness.D’Artagnancouldnothelpperceivingthatsomethingmorethanusualwaspassinginthemindofhislackeyandsaid,"Well,MonsieurPlanchet,whatisthematterwithusnow?"

           "Don’tyouthink,monsieur,thatwoodsarelikechurches?"

           "Howso,Planchet?"

           "Becausewedarenotspeakaloudinoneortheother."

           "Butwhydidyounotdaretospeakaloud,Planchetbecauseyouareafraid?"

           "Afraidofbeingheard?Yes,monsieur."

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