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In which the Equipment of Aramis and Porthos is Treated of

           "But,tellme,whatdoyouask?"

           "Nothing;forthatamountstothesamethingasifIaskedyouforsomething."

           Theprocurator’swifehunguponthearmofPorthos,andintheviolenceofhergriefshecriedout,"MonsieurPorthos,Iamignorantofallsuchmatters!HowshouldIknowwhatahorseis?HowshouldIknowwhathorsefurnitureis?"

           "Youshouldhaveleftittome,then,madame,whoknowwhattheyare;butyouwishedtobefrugal,andconsequentlytolendatusury."

           "Itwaswrong,MonsieurPorthos;butIwillrepairthatwrong,uponmywordofhonor."

           "Howso?"askedtheMusketeer.

           "Listen.ThiseveningM.CoquenardisgoingtothehouseoftheDuedeChaulnes,whohassentforhim.Itisforaconsultation,whichwilllastthreehoursatleast.Come!Weshallbealone,andcanmakeupouraccounts."

           "Ingoodtime.Nowyoutalk,mydear."

           "Youpardonme?"

           "Weshallsee,"saidPorthos,majestically;andthetwoseparatedsaying,"Tillthisevening."

           "Thedevil!"thoughtPorthos,ashewalkedaway,"itappearsIamgettingnearertoMonsieurCoquenard’sstrongboxatlast."

           

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