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Porthos

           "Iwrotetohertosendmefiftylouisorso,ofwhichIstoodabsolutelyinneedonaccountofmyaccident."

           "Well?"

           "Well,shemustbeathercountryseat,forshehasnotansweredme."

           "Truly?"

           "No;soIyesterdayaddressedanotherepistletoher,stillmorepressingthanthefirst.Butyouarehere,mydearfellow,letusspeakofyou.IconfessIbegantobeveryuneasyonyouraccount."

           "Butyourhostbehavesverywelltowardyou,asitappears,mydearPorthos,"saidd’Artagnan,directingthesickman’sattentiontothefullstewpansandtheemptybottles.

           "So,so,"repliedPorthos."Onlythreeorfourdaysagotheimpertinentjackanapesgavemehisbill,andIwasforcedtoturnbothhimandhisbilloutofthedoor;sothatIamheresomethinginthefashionofaconqueror,holdingmyposition,asitwere,myconquest.Soyousee,beinginconstantfearofbeingforcedfromthatposition,Iamarmedtotheteeth."

           "Andyet,"saidd’Artagnan,laughing,"itappearstomethatfromtimetotimeyoumustmakeSORTIES."Andheagainpointedtothebottlesandthestewpans.

           "NotI,unfortunately!"saidPorthos."Thismiserablestrainconfinesmetomybed;butMousquetonforages,andbringsinprovisions.FriendMousqueton,youseethatwehaveareinforcement,andwemusthaveanincreaseofsupplies."

           "Mousqueton,"saidd’Artagnan,"youmustrendermeaservice."

           "What,monsieur?"

           "YoumustgiveyourrecipetoPlanchet.

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