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The Return

           "Really,thisisfrightful."

           "Stopaminute;youdon’tknowallyet.IshouldmakeanexcellentgamblerifIwerenottoohot-headed;butIwashot-headed,justasifIhadbeendrinking.Well,Iwasnothot-headedthen"

           "Well,butwhatelsecouldyouplayfor?Youhadnothingleft?"

           "Oh,yes,myfriend;therewasstillthatdiamondleftwhichsparklesonyourfinger,andwhichIhadobservedyesterday."

           "Thisdiamond!"saidd’Artagnan,placinghishandeagerlyonhisring.

           "AndasIamaconnoisseurinsuchthings,havinghadafewofmyownonce,Iestimateditatathousandpistoles."

           "Ihope,"saidd’Artagnan,halfdeadwithfright,"youmadenomentionofmydiamond?"

           "Onthecontrary,mydearfriend,thisdiamondbecameouronlyresource;withitImightregainourhorsesandtheirharnesses,andevenmoneytopayourexpensesontheroad."

           "Athos,youmakemetremble!"criedd’Artagnan.

           "Imentionedyourdiamondthentomyadversary,whohadlikewiseremarkedit.Whatthedevil,mydear,doyouthinkyoucanwearastarfromheavenonyourfinger,andnobodyobserveit?Impossible!"

           "Goon,goon,mydearfellow!"saidd’Artagnan;"foruponmyhonor,youwillkillmewithyourindifference."

           "Wedivided,then,thisdiamondintotenpartsofahundredpistoleseach."

           "Youarelaughingatme,andwanttotryme!"saidd’Artagnan,whomangerbegantotakebythehair,asMinervatakesAchilles,intheILLIAD.

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