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The Anjou Wine

           "Didnoneofyouchargeyourpurveyor,Godeau,tosendmesomewine?"

           "No!Andyetyousayhehassentyousomeasfromus?"

           "Hereishisletter,"saidd’Artagnan,andhepresentedthenotetohiscomrades.

           "Thisisnothiswriting!"saidAthos."Iamacquaintedwithit;beforeweleftVilleroyIsettledtheaccountsoftheregiment."

           "Afalseletteraltogether,"saidPorthos,"wehavenotbeendisciplined."

           "d’Artagnan,"saidAramis,inareproachfultone,"howcouldyoubelievethatwehadmadeadisturbance?"

           D’Artagnangrewpale,andaconvulsivetremblingshookallhislimbs.

           "Thoualarmestme!"saidAthos,whoneverusedtheeandthoubutuponveryparticularoccasions,"whathashappened?"

           "Lookyou,myfriends!"criedd’Artagnan,"ahorriblesuspicioncrossesmymind!Canthisbeanothervengeanceofthatwoman?"

           ItwasnowAthoswhoturnedpale.

           D’Artagnanrushedtowardtherefreshmentroom,thethreeMusketeersandthetwoGuardsfollowinghim.

           Thefirstobjectthatmettheeyesofd’ArtagnanonenteringtheroomwasBrisemont,stretcheduponthegroundandrollinginhorribleconvulsions.

           PlanchetandFourreau,aspaleasdeath,weretryingtogivehimsuccor;butitwasplainthatallassistancewasuselessallthefeaturesofthedyingmanweredistortedwithagony.

           "Ah!"criedhe,onperceivingd’Artagnan,"ah!thisisfrightful!Youpretendtopardonme,andyoupoisonme!"

           "I!"criedd’Artagnan.

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