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Porthos

           d’Artagnanknocked,anduponthebiddingtocomeinwhichcamefrominside,heenteredthechamber.

           Porthoswasinbed,andwasplayingagameatLANSQUENETwithMousqueton,tokeephishandin;whileaspitloadedwithpartridgeswasturningbeforethefire,andoneachsideofalargechimneypiece,overtwochafingdishes,wereboilingtwostewpans,fromwhichexhaledadoubleodorofrabbitandfishstews,rejoicingtothesmell.Inadditiontothisheperceivedthatthetopofawardrobeandthemarbleofacommodewerecoveredwithemptybottles.

           Atthesightofhisfriend,Porthosutteredaloudcryofjoy;andMousqueton,risingrespectfully,yieldedhisplacetohim,andwenttogiveaneyetothetwostewpans,ofwhichheappearedtohavetheparticularinspection.

           "Ah,PARDIEU!Isthatyou?"saidPorthostod’Artagnan."Youarerightwelcome.Excusemynotcomingtomeetyou;but,"addedhe,lookingatd’Artagnanwithacertaindegreeofuneasiness,"youknowwhathashappenedtome?"

           "No."

           "Hasthehosttoldyounothing,then?"

           "Iaskedafteryou,andcameupassoonasIcould."

           Porthosseemedtobreathemorefreely.

           "Andwhathashappenedtoyou,mydearPorthos?"continuedd’Artagnan.

           "Why,onmakingathrustatmyadversary,whomIhadalreadyhitthreetimes,andwhomImeanttofinishwiththefourth,Iputmyfootonastone,slipped,andstrainedmyknee."

           "Truly?"

           "Honor!Luckilyfortherascal,forIshouldhavelefthimdeadonthespot,Iassureyou."

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