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The Pavilion

           Hismindwastornbydoubt,grief,anddespair.

           "Oh,ifIhadmythreefriendshere,"criedhe,"Ishouldhave,atleast,somehopesoffindingher;butwhoknowswhathasbecomeofthem?"

           Itwaspastmidnight;thenextthingwastofindPlanchet.d’Artagnanwentsuccessivelyintoallthecabaretsinwhichtherewasalight,butcouldnotfindPlanchetinanyofthem.

           Atthesixthhebegantoreflectthatthesearchwasratherdubious.D’Artagnanhadappointedsixo’clockinthemorningforhislackey,andwhereverhemightbe,hewasright.

           Besides,itcameintotheyoungman’smindthatbyremainingintheenvironsofthespotonwhichthissadeventhadpassed,hewould,perhaps,havesomelightthrownuponthemysteriousaffair.Atthesixthcabaret,then,aswesaid,d’Artagnanstopped,askedforabottleofwineofthebestquality,andplacinghimselfinthedarkestcorneroftheroom,determinedthustowaittilldaylight;butthistimeagainhishopesweredisappointed,andalthoughhelistenedwithallhisears,heheardnothing,amidtheoaths,coarsejokes,andabusewhichpassedbetweenthelaborers,servants,andcarterswhocomprisedthehonorablesocietyofwhichheformedapart,whichcouldputhimupontheleasttrackofherwhohadbeenstolenfromhim.Hewascompelled,then,afterhavingswallowedthecontentsofhisbottle,topassthetimeaswellastoevadesuspicion,tofallintotheeasiestpositioninhiscornerandtosleep,whetherwellorill

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