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The Wife of Athos

           Iheardthenoisehemadeinloadinghispistols,andhisservantinloadinghismusketoon.Then,whenweaskedthemwhatweretheirintentions,themasterrepliedthathehadfortychargestofire,andthatheandhislackeywouldfiretothelastonebeforehewouldallowasinglesoulofustosetfootinthecellar.UponthisIwentandcomplainedtothegovernor,whorepliedthatIonlyhadwhatIdeserved,andthatitwouldteachmetoinsulthonorablegentlemenwhotookuptheirabodeinmyhouse."

           "Sothatsincethattime—"repliedd’Artagnan,totallyunabletorefrainfromlaughingatthepitiablefaceofthehost.

           "Sofromthattime,monsieur,"continuedthelatter,"wehaveledthemostmiserablelifeimaginable;foryoumustknow,monsieur,thatallourprovisionsareinthecellar.Thereisourwineinbottles,andourwineincasks;thebeer,theoil,andthespices,thebacon,andsausages.Andaswearepreventedfromgoingdownthere,weareforcedtorefusefoodanddrinktothetravelerswhocometothehouse;sothatourhostelryisdailygoingtoruin.IfyourfriendremainsanotherweekinmycellarIshallbearuinedman."

           "Andnotmorethanjustice,either,youass!Couldyounotperceivebyourappearancethatwewerepeopleofquality,andnotcoinerssay?"

           "Yes,monsieur,youareright,"saidthehost."But,hark,hark!Thereheis!"

           "Somebodyhasdisturbedhim,withoutdoubt,"saidd’Artagnan.

           "Buthemustbedisturbed,"criedthehost;"HerearetwoEnglishgentlemenjustarrived."

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