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The Wife of Athos

           "Pardonme,monseigneur,forsayingsuchthings,buttheyformmyexcuse.Theauthoritieshadterrifiedme,andyouknowthataninnkeepermustkeepongoodtermswiththeauthorities."

           "Butonceagain,thatgentlemanwhereishe?Whathasbecomeofhim?Ishedead?Isheliving?"

           "Patience,monseigneur,wearecomingtoit.Therehappenedthenthatwhichyouknow,andofwhichyourprecipitatedeparture,"addedthehost,withanacutenessthatdidnotescaped’Artagnan,"appearedtoauthorizetheissue.Thatgentleman,yourfriend,defendedhimselfdesperately.Hislackey,who,byanunforeseenpieceofillluck,hadquarreledwiththeofficers,disguisedasstablelads—"

           "Miserablescoundrel!"criedd’Artagnan,"youwereallintheplot,then!AndIreallydon’tknowwhatpreventsmefromexterminatingyouall."

           "Alas,monseigneur,wewerenotintheplot,asyouwillsoonsee.Monsieuryourfriend(pardonfornotcallinghimbythehonorablenamewhichnodoubthebears,butwedonotknowthatname),Monsieuryourfriend,havingdisabledtwomenwithhispistols,retreatedfightingwithhissword,withwhichhedisabledoneofmymen,andstunnedmewithablowoftheflatsideofit."

           "Youvillain,willyoufinish?"criedd’Artagnan,"AthoswhathasbecomeofAthos?"

           "Whilefightingandretreating,asIhavetoldMonseigneur,hefoundthedoorofthecellarstairsbehindhim,andasthedoorwasopen,hetookoutthekey,andbarricadedhimselfinside.Asweweresureoffindinghimthere,welefthimalone."

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