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The Anjou Wine

           Themorewehaveventuredthemorewegain,whenweknowhowtowait."

           "Yes;buttowaitsurroundedbyassassinsandpoisoners."

           "Bah!"saidAthos."Godhaspreservedushitherto,Godwillpreserveusstill."

           "Yes,we.Besides,wearemen;andeverythingconsidered,itisourlottoriskourlives;butshe,"askedhe,inanundertone.

           "Whatshe?"askedAthos.

           "Constance."

           "MadameBonacieux!Ah,that’strue!"saidAthos."Mypoorfriend,Ihadforgottenyouwereinlove."

           "Well,but,"saidAramis,"haveyounotlearnedbytheletteryoufoundonthewretchedcorpsethatsheisinaconvent?Onemaybeverycomfortableinaconvent;andassoonasthesiegeofLaRochelleisterminated,Ipromiseyouonmypart"

           "Good,"criedAthos,"good!Yes,mydearAramis,weallknowthatyourviewshaveareligioustendency."

           "IamonlytemporarilyaMusketeer,"saidAramis,humbly.

           "Itissometimesinceweheardfromhismistress,"saidAthos,inalowvoice."Buttakenonotice;weknowallaboutthat."

           "Well,"saidPorthos,"itappearstomethatthemeansareverysimple."

           "What?"askedd’Artagnan.

           "Yousaysheisinaconvent?"repliedPorthos.

           "Yes."

           "Verywell.Assoonasthesiegeisover,we’llcarryherofffromthatconvent."

           "Butwemustfirstlearnwhatconventsheisin."

           "That’strue,"saidPorthos.

           "ButIthinkIhaveit,"saidAthos

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