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Hunting for the Equipments

           "Well,"respondedPorthos,"youmayimagine,withthephysiquewithwhichnaturehasendowedme,Iamnotinwantofgoodluck."

           "GoodLord,howquicklymenforget!"criedtheprocurator’swife,raisinghereyestowardheaven.

           "Lessquicklythanthewomen,itseemstome,"repliedPorthos;"forI,madame,ImaysayIwasyourvictim,whenwounded,dying,Iwasabandonedbythesurgeons.I,theoffspringofanoblefamily,whoplacedrelianceuponyourfriendshipIwasneardyingofmywoundsatfirst,andofhungerafterward,inabeggarlyinnatChantilly,withoutyoueverdeigningoncetoreplytotheburninglettersIaddressedtoyou."

           "But,MonsieurPorthos,"murmuredtheprocurator’swife,whobegantofeelthat,tojudgebytheconductofthegreatladiesofthetime,shewaswrong.

           "I,whohadsacrificedforyoutheBaronnede—"

           "Iknowitwell."

           "TheComtessede—"

           "MonsieurPorthos,begenerous!"

           "Youareright,madame,andIwillnotfinish."

           "Butitwasmyhusbandwhowouldnothearoflending."

           "MadameCoquenard,"saidPorthos,"rememberthefirstletteryouwroteme,andwhichIpreserveengravedinmymemory."

           Theprocurator’swifeutteredagroan.

           "Besides,"saidshe,"thesumyourequiredmetoborrowwasratherlarge."

           "MadameCoquenard,Igaveyouthepreference.IhadbuttowritetotheDuchessebutIwon’trepeathername,forIamincapableofcompromisingawoman;butthisIknow,thatIhadbuttowritetoherandshewouldhavesentmefifteenhundred."

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