The Bastion Saint-Gervais

           Onarrivingatthelodgingsofhisthreefriends,d’Artagnanfoundthemassembledinthesamechamber.Athoswasmeditating;Porthoswastwistinghismustache;AramiswassayinghisprayersinacharminglittleBookofHours,boundinbluevelvet.

           "Pardieu,gentlemen,"saidhe."Ihopewhatyouhavetotellmeisworththetrouble,orelse,Iwarnyou,Iwillnotpardonyouformakingmecomehereinsteadofgettingalittlerestafteranightspentintakinganddismantlingabastion.Ah,whywereyounotthere,gentlemen?Itwaswarmwork."

           "Wewereinaplacewhereitwasnotverycold,"repliedPorthos,givinghismustacheatwistwhichwaspeculiartohim.

           "Hush!"saidAthos.

           "Oh,oh!"saidd’Artagnan,comprehendingtheslightfrownoftheMusketeer."Itappearsthereissomethingfreshaboard."

           "Aramis,"saidAthos,"youwenttobreakfastthedaybeforeyesterdayattheinnoftheParpaillot,Ibelieve?"

           "Yes."

           "Howdidyoufare?"

           "Formypart,Iatebutlittle.Thedaybeforeyesterdaywasafishday,andtheyhadnothingbutmeat."

           "What,"saidAthos,"nofishataseaport?"

           "Theysay,"saidAramis,resuminghispiousreading,"thatthedykewhichthecardinalismakingdrivesthemalloutintotheopensea."

           "ButthatisnotquitewhatImeantoaskyou,Aramis,"repliedAthos."Iwanttoknowifyouwereleftalone,andnobodyinterruptedyou."

           "Why,Ithinktherewerenotmanyintruders.Yes,Athos,Iknowwhatyoumean:weshalldoverywellattheParpaillot."

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