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Conclusion

           Assoonastheescortarrivedinacity,whentheyhadconductedthekingtohisquartersthefourfriendseitherretiredtotheirownortosomesecludedcabaret,wheretheyneitherdranknorplayed;theyonlyconversedinalowvoice,lookingaroundattentivelytoseethatnooneoverheardthem.

           Oneday,whenthekinghadhaltedtoflythemagpie,andthefourfriends,accordingtotheircustom,insteadoffollowingthesporthadstoppedatacabaretonthehighroad,amancomingfromlaRochelleonhorsebackpulledupatthedoortodrinkaglassofwine,anddartedasearchingglanceintotheroomwherethefourMusketeersweresitting.

           "Holloa,Monsieurd’Artagnan!"saidhe,"isnotthatyouwhomIseeyonder?"

           D’Artagnanraisedhisheadandutteredacryofjoy.Itwasthemanhecalledhisphantom;itwashisstrangerofMeung,oftheRuedesFossoyeursandofArras.

           D’Artagnandrewhissword,andsprangtowardthedoor.

           Butthistime,insteadofavoidinghimthestrangerjumpedfromhishorse,andadvancedtomeetd’Artagnan.

           "Ah,monsieur!"saidtheyoungman,"Imeetyou,then,atlast!Thistimeyoushallnotescapeme!"

           "Neitherisitmyintention,monsieur,forthistimeIwasseekingyou;inthenameoftheking,Iarrestyou."

           "How!whatdoyousay?"criedd’Artagnan.

           "Isaythatyoumustsurrenderyourswordtome,monsieur,andthatwithoutresistance.Thisconcernsyourhead,Iwarnyou."

           "Whoareyou,then?"demandedd’Artagnan,loweringthepointofhissword,butwithoutyetsurrenderingit.

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