〃So there is；〃 said D'Artagnan； and he read：
〃We conceal the place where we are； dear friends； knowing your brotherly affection and that you would e and die with us were we to reveal it。〃
〃Confound it；〃 interrupted Porthos； with an explosion of passion which sent Musqueton to the other end of the room； 〃are they in danger of dying？〃
D'Artagnan continued：
〃Athos bequeaths to you Raoul； and I bequeath to you my revenge。 If by any good luck you lay your hand on a certain man named Mordaunt； tell Porthos to take him into a corner and to wring his neck。 I dare not say more in a letter。
〃ARAMIS。
〃If that is all； it is easily done；〃 said Porthos。
〃On the contrary；〃 observed D'Artagnan； with a vexed look； 〃it would be impossible。〃
〃How so？〃
〃It is precisely this Monsieur Mordaunt whom we are going to join at Boulogne and with whom we cross to England。〃
〃Well； suppose instead of joining this Monsieur Mordaunt we were to go and join our friends？〃 said Porthos； with a gesture fierce enough to have frightened an army。
〃I did think of it； but this letter has neither date nor postmark。〃
〃True；〃 said Porthos。 And he began to wander about the room like a man beside himself； gesticulating and half drawing his sword out of the scabbard。
As to D'Artagnan； he remained standing like a man in consternation； with the deepest affliction depicted on his face。
〃Ah； this is not right； Athos insults us； he wishes to die alone； it is bad； bad； bad。〃
Musqueton； witnessing this despair； melted into tears in a corner of the room。
〃e；〃 said D'Artagnan； 〃all this leads to nothing。 Let us go on。 We will embrace Raoul； and perhaps he will have news of Athos。〃
〃Stop an idea！〃 cried Porthos； 〃indeed； my dear D'Artagnan； I don't know how you manage； but you are always full of ideas； let us go and embrace Raoul。〃
〃Woe to that man who should happen to contradict my master at this moment；〃 said Musqueton to himself； 〃I wouldn't give a farthing for his life。〃
They set out。 On arriving at the Rue Saint Denis； the friends found a vast concourse of people。 It was the Duc de Beaufort； who was ing from the Vendomois and whom the coadjutor was showing to the Parisians； intoxicated with joy。 With the duke's aid they already considered themselves invincible。
The two friends turned off into a side street to avoid meeting the prince； and so reached the Saint Denis gate。
〃Is it true；〃 said the guard to the two cavaliers； 〃that the Duc de Beaufort has arrived in Paris？〃
〃Nothing more certain； and the best proof of it is；〃 said D'Artagnan； 〃that he has dispatched us to meet the Duc de Vendome； his father； who is ing in his turn。〃
〃Long live De Beaufort！〃 cried the guards； and they drew back respectfully to let the two friends pass。 Once across the barriers these two knew neither fatigue nor fear。 Their horses flew； and they never ceased speaking of Athos and Aramis。
The camp had entered Saint Omer； the friends made a little detour and went to the camp； and gave the army an exact account of the flight of the king and queen。 They found Raoul near his tent； reclining on a truss of hay； of which his horse stole some mouthfuls； the young man's eyes were red and he seemed dejected。 The Marechal de Grammont and the te de Guiche had returned to Paris and he was quite lonely。 And as soon as he saw the two cavaliers he ran to them with open arms。
〃Oh； is it you； dear friends？ Did you e here to fetch me？ Will you take me away with you？ Do you bring me tidings of my guardian？〃
〃Have you not received any？〃 said D'Artagnan to the youth。
〃Alas！ sir； no； and I do not know what has bee of him； so that I am really so unhappy that I weep。〃
In fact； tears rolled down his cheeks。
Porthos turned aside； in order not to show by his honest round face what was passing in his mind。
〃Deuce take it！〃 cried D'Artagnan； more moved than he had been for a long time； 〃don't despair； my friend； if you have not received any letters from the count； we have received one。〃
〃Oh； really！〃 cried Raoul。
〃And a forting one； too；〃 added D'Artagnan； seeing the delight that his intelligence gave the young man。
〃Have you it？〃 asked Raoul
〃Yes that is； I had it；〃 repined the Gascon； making believe to find it。 〃Wait； it ought to be there in my pocket； it speaks of his return； does it not； Porthos？〃
All Gascon as he was； D'Artagnan could not bear alone the weight of that falsehood。
〃Yes；〃 replied Porthos； coughing。
〃Eh； give it to me！〃 said the young man。
〃Eh！ I read it a little while since。 Can I have lost it？ Ah！ confound it！ yes； my pocket has a hole in it。〃
〃Oh； yes； Monsieur Raoul！〃 said Musqueton； 〃the letter was very consoling。 These gentlemen read it to me and I wept for joy。〃
〃But at any rate； you know where he is； Monsieur d'Artagnan？〃 asked Raoul； somewhat forted。
〃Ah！ that's the thing！〃 replied the Gascon。 〃Undoubtedly I know it； but it is a mystery。〃
〃Not to me； I hope？〃
〃No； not to you； so I am going to tell you where he is。〃
Porthos devoured D'Artagnan with wondering eyes。
〃Where the devil shall I say that he is； so that he cannot try to rejoin him？〃 thought D'Artagnan。
〃Well； where is he； sir？〃 asked Raoul； in a soft and coaxing voice。
〃He is at Constantinople。〃
〃Among the Turks！〃 exclaimed Raoul； alarmed。 〃Good heavens！ how can you tell me that？〃
〃Does that alarm you？〃 cried D'Artagnan。 〃Pooh！ what are the Turks to such men as the te de la Fere and the Abbe d'Herblay？〃
〃Ah； his friend is with him？〃 said Raoul。 〃That forts me a little。〃
〃Has he wit or not this demon D'Artagnan？〃 said Porthos； astonished at his friend's deception。
〃Now； sir；〃 said D'Artagnan； wishing to change the conversation； 〃here are fifty pistoles that the count has sent you by the same courier。 I suppose you have no more money and that they will be wele。〃
〃I have still twenty pistoles； sir。〃
〃Well； take them； that makes seventy。〃
〃And if you wish for more；〃 said Porthos； putting his hand to his pocket
〃Thank you； sir；〃 replied Raoul； blushing； 〃thank you a thousand times。〃
At this moment Olivain appeared。 〃Apropos；〃 said D'Artagnan； loud enough for the servant to hear him； 〃are you satisfied with Olivain？〃
〃Yes； in some respects； tolerably well。〃
Olivain pretended to have heard nothing and entered the tent。
〃What fault do you find with the fellow？〃
〃He is a glutton。〃
〃Oh； sir！〃 cried Olivain； reappearing at this accusation。
〃And a little bit of a thief。〃
〃Oh； sir！ oh！〃
〃And； more especially； a notorious coward。〃
〃Oh； oh！ sir！ you really vilify me！〃 cried Olivain。
〃The deuce！〃 cried D'Artagnan。 〃Pray learn； Monsieur Olivain； that people like us are not to be served by cowards。 Rob your master； eat his sweetmeats； and drink his wine； but； by Jove！ don't be a coward； or I shall cut off your ears。 Look at Monsieur Mouston； see the honorable wounds he has received； observe how his habitual valor has given dignity to his countenance。〃
Musqueton was in the third heaven and would have embraced D'Artagnan had he dared； meanwhile he resolved to sacrifice his life for him on the next occasion that presented itself。
〃Send away that fellow； Raoul；〃 said the Gascon； 〃for if he's a coward he will disgrace thee some day。〃
〃Monsieur says I am coward；〃 cried Olivain； 〃because he wanted the other day to fight a cornet in Grammont's regiment and I refused to acpany him。〃
〃Monsieur Olivain； a lackey ought never to disobey；〃 said D'Artagnan； sternly； then taking him aside； he whispered to him： 〃Thou hast done right； thy master was in the wrong； here's a crown for thee； but should he ever be insulted and thou cost not let thyself be cut in quarters for him； I will cut out thy tongue。 Remember that。〃
Olivain bowed and slipped the crown into his pocket。
〃And now； Raoul；〃 said the Gascon； 〃Monsieur du Vallon and I are going away as ambassadors； where； I know not； but should you want anything； write to Madame Turquaine； at La Chevrette； Rue Tiquetonne and draw upon her purse as on a banker with economy； for it is not so well filled as that of Monsieur d'Emery。〃
And having； meantime； embraced his ward； he passed him into the robust arms of Porthos； who lifted him up from the ground and held him a moment suspended near the noble heart of the formidable giant。
〃e；〃 said D'Artagnan； 〃let us go。〃
And they set out for Boulogne； where toward evening they arrived； their horses flecked with foam and dark with perspiration。
At ten steps from the place where they halted was a young man in black； who seemed waiting for some one； and who； from the moment he saw them enter the town； never took his eyes off them。
D'Artagnan approached him； and seeing him stare so fixedly； said：
〃Well； friend！ I don't like people to quiz me！〃
〃Sir；〃 said the young man； 〃do you not e from Paris； if you please？〃
D'Artagnan thought it was some gossip who wanted news from the capital。
〃Yes； sir；〃 he said； in a softened tone。
〃Are you not going to put up at the ‘Arms of England'？〃
〃Yes； sir。〃
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