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The Bastion Saint-Gervais

           "LetusgototheParpaillot,then,forherethewallsarelikesheetsofpaper."

           D’Artagnan,whowasaccustomedtohisfriend’smannerofacting,andwhoperceivedimmediately,byaword,agesture,orasignfromhim,thatthecircumstanceswereserious,tookAthos’sarm,andwentoutwithoutsayinganything.Porthosfollowed,chattingwithAramis.

           OntheirwaytheymetGrimaud.Athosmadehimasigntocomewiththem.Grimaud,accordingtocustom,obeyedinsilence;thepoorladhadnearlycometothepassofforgettinghowtospeak.

           TheyarrivedatthedrinkingroomoftheParpaillot.Itwasseveno’clockinthemorning,anddaylightbegantoappear.Thethreefriendsorderedbreakfast,andwentintoaroominwhichthehostsaidtheywouldnotbedisturbed.

           Unfortunately,thehourwasbadlychosenforaprivateconference.Themorningdrumhadjustbeenbeaten;everyoneshookoffthedrowsinessofnight,andtodispelthehumidmorningair,cametotakeadropattheinn.Dragoons,Swiss,Guardsmen,Musketeers,light-horsemen,succeededoneanotherwitharapiditywhichmightanswerthepurposeofthehostverywell,butagreedbadlywiththeviewsofthefourfriends.Thustheyappliedverycurtlytothesalutations,healths,andjokesoftheircompanions.

           "Iseehowitwillbe,"saidAthos:"weshallgetintosomeprettyquarrelorother,andwehavenoneedofonejustnow.D’Artagnan,telluswhatsortofanightyouhavehad,andwewilldescribeoursafterward."

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