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A Vision

           "Howmuchdiditcostyou?"

           "Eighthundredlivres."

           "Herearefortydoublepistoles,mydearfriend,"saidd’Artagnan,takingthesumfromhispocket;"Iknowthatisthecoininwhichyouwerepaidforyourpoems."

           "Youarerich,then?"saidAramis.

           "Rich?Richest,mydearfellow!"

           Andd’Artagnanchinkedtheremainderofhispistolesinhispocket.

           "Sendyoursaddle,then,tothehoteloftheMusketeers,andyourhorsecanbebroughtbackwithours."

           "Verywell;butitisalreadyfiveo’clock,somakehaste."

           AquarterofanhourafterwardPorthosappearedattheendoftheRueFerouonaveryhandsomegenet.MousquetonfollowedhimuponanAuvergnehorse,smallbutveryhandsome.Porthoswasresplendentwithjoyandpride.

           Atthesametime,AramismadehisappearanceattheotherendofthestreetuponasuperbEnglishcharger.Bazinfollowedhimuponaroan,holdingbythehalteravigorousMecklenburghorse;thiswasd’Artagnanmount.

           ThetwoMusketeersmetatthegate.Athosandd’Artagnanwatchedtheirapproachfromthewindow.

           "Thedevil!"criedAramis,"youhaveamagnificenthorsethere,Porthos."

           "Yes,"repliedPorthos,"itistheonethatoughttohavebeensenttomeatfirst.Abadjokeofthehusband’ssubstitutedtheother;butthehusbandhasbeenpunishedsince,andIhaveobtainedfullsatisfaction."

           PlanchetandGrimaudappearedintheirturn,leadingtheirmasters’steeds.

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