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The Return

           "Myfaith,"saidd’Artagnan,"itappearsthatIwasmoredrunkthanyou,sinceIremembernothingofthekind."

           Athosdidnottrustthisreply,andheresumed;"youcannothavefailedtoremark,mydearfriend,thateveryonehashisparticularkindofdrunkenness,sadorgay.Mydrunkennessisalwayssad,andwhenIamthoroughlydrunkmymaniaistorelateallthelugubriousstorieswhichmyfoolishnurseinculcatedintomybrain.Thatismyfailingacapitalfailing,Iadmit;butwiththatexception,Iamagooddrinker."

           Athosspokethisinsonaturalamannerthatd’Artagnanwasshakeninhisconviction.

           "Itisthat,then,"repliedtheyoungman,anxioustofindoutthetruth,"itisthat,then,Irememberaswerememberadream.Wewerespeakingofhanging."

           "Ah,youseehowitis,"saidAthos,becomingstillpaler,butyetattemptingtolaugh;"Iwassureitwassothehangingofpeopleismynightmare."

           "Yes,yes,"repliedd’Artagnan."Iremembernow;yes,itwasaboutstopaminuteyes,itwasaboutawoman."

           "That’sit,"repliedAthos,becomingalmostlivid;"thatismygrandstoryofthefairlady,andwhenIrelatethat,Imustbeverydrunk."

           "Yes,thatwasit,"saidd’Artagnan,"thestoryofatall,fairlady,withblueeyes."

           "Yes,whowashanged."

           "Byherhusband,whowasanoblemanofyouracquaintance,"continuedd’Artagnan,lookingintentlyatAthos.

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