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The Audience

           Thecardinalrelatedyesterdaywhileplayingwiththeking,withanairofcondolenceverydispleasingtome,thatthedaybeforeyesterdaythoseDAMNEDMUSKETEERS,thoseDAREDEVILS—hedweltuponthosewordswithanironicaltonestillmoredispleasingtomethoseBRAGGARTS,addedhe,glancingatmewithhistiger-cat’seye,hadmadeariotintheRueFerouinacabaret,andthatapartyofhisGuards(Ithoughthewasgoingtolaughinmyface)hadbeenforcedtoarresttherioters!MORBLEU!Youmustknowsomethingaboutit.ArrestMusketeers!Youwereamongthemyouwere!Don’tdenyit;youwererecognized,andthecardinalnamedyou.Butit’sallmyfault;yes,it’sallmyfault,becauseitismyselfwhoselectsmymen.You,Aramis,whythedevildidyouaskmeforauniformwhenyouwouldhavebeensomuchbetterinacassock?Andyou,Porthos,doyouonlywearsuchafinegoldenbaldrictosuspendaswordofstrawfromit?AndAthosIdon’tseeAthos.Whereishe?"

           "Ill—"

           "Veryill,sayyou?Andofwhatmalady?"

           "Itisfearedthatitmaybethesmallpox,sir,"repliedPorthos,desirousoftakinghisturnintheconversation;"andwhatisseriousisthatitwillcertainlyspoilhisface."

           "Thesmallpox!That’sagreatstorytotellme,Porthos!Sickofthesmallpoxathisage!No,no;butwoundedwithoutdoubt,killed,perhaps.

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