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A Procurator’s Dinner

           "Ah!"saidPorthos,brightening,"that’swellasregardsmyhorse;butImusthavetheappointmentscomplete,astheyincludeobjectswhichaMusketeeralonecanpurchase,andwhichwillnotamount,besides,tomorethanthreehundredlivres."

           "Threehundredlivres?Thenputdownthreehundredlivres,"saidtheprocurator’swife,withasigh.

           Porthossmiled.ItmayberememberedthathehadthesaddlewhichcamefromBuckingham.Thesethreehundredlivreshereckoneduponputtingsnuglyintohispocket.

           "Then,"continuedhe,"thereisahorseformylackey,andmyvalise.Astomyarms,itisuselesstotroubleyouaboutthem;Ihavethem."

           "Ahorseforyourlackey?"resumedtheprocurator’swife,hesitatingly;"butthatisdoingthingsinlordlystyle,myfriend."

           "Ah,madame!"saidPorthos,haughtily;"doyoutakemeforabeggar?"

           "No;Ionlythoughtthataprettymulemakessometimesasgoodanappearanceasahorse,anditseemedtomethatbygettingaprettymuleforMousqueton"

           "Well,agreedforaprettymule,"saidPorthos;"youareright,IhaveseenverygreatSpanishnobleswhosewholesuiteweremountedonmules.Butthenyouunderstand,MadameCoquenard,amulewithfeathersandbells."

           "Besatisfied,"saidtheprocurator’swife.

           "Thereremainsthevalise,"addedPorthos.

           "Oh,don’tletthatdisturbyou,"criedMme.Coquenard."Myhusbandhasfiveorsixvalises;youshallchoosethebest

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