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The Wife of Athos

           "How!‘Ifthereisanyleft!’"murmuredhe.

           "Whatthedevil!Theremustbeplentyleft,"repliedd’Artagnan."Besatisfiedofthat;thesetwocannothavedrunkallthecellar.Gentlemen,returnyourswordstotheirscabbards."

           "Well,providedyoureplaceyourpistolsinyourbelt."

           "Willingly."

           Andd’Artagnansettheexample.Then,turningtowardPlanchet,hemadehimasigntouncockhismusketoon.

           TheEnglishmen,convincedofthesepeacefulproceedings,sheathedtheirswordsgrumblingly.ThehistoryofAthos’simprisonmentwasthenrelatedtothem;andastheywerereallygentlemen,theypronouncedthehostinthewrong.

           "Now,gentlemen,"saidd’Artagnan,"gouptoyourroomagain;andintenminutes,Iwillanswerforit,youshallhaveallyoudesire."

           TheEnglishmenbowedandwentupstairs.

           "NowIamalone,mydearAthos,"saidd’Artagnan;"openthedoor,Ibegofyou."

           "Instantly,"saidAthos.

           Thenwasheardagreatnoiseoffagotsbeingremovedandofthegroaningofposts;thesewerethecounterscarpsandbastionsofAthos,whichthebesiegedhimselfdemolished.

           Aninstantafter,thebrokendoorwasremoved,andthepalefaceofAthosappeared,whowitharapidglancetookasurveyofthesurroundings.

           D’Artagnanthrewhimselfonhisneckandembracedhimtenderly.Hethentriedtodrawhimfromhismoistabode,buttohissurpriseheperceivedthatAthosstaggered.

           "Youarewounded,"saidhe.

           "I!Notatall.Iamdeaddrunk,that’sall,andneverdidamanmorestronglysetaboutgettingso.

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