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Conclusion

           D’Artagnan,hiseyemoistwithgratitudethoughbeamingwithjoy,wentbacktoAthos,whomhefoundstillattablecontemplatingthecharmsofhislastglassofMalagabythelightofhislamp.

           "Well,"saidhe,"theylikewisehaverefusedme."

           "That,dearfriend,isbecausenobodyismoreworthythanyourself."

           Hetookaquill,wrotethenameofd’Artagnaninthecommission,andreturnedittohim.

           "Ishallthenhavenomorefriends,"saidtheyoungman."Alas!nothingbutbitterrecollections."

           Andhelethisheadsinkuponhishands,whiletwolargetearsrolleddownhischeeks.

           "Youareyoung,"repliedAthos;"andyourbitterrecollectionshavetimetochangethemselvesintosweetremembrances."

           

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