Part 33 (1/2)
The lieutenant disn of the Pilon d'Or Ahis graythe pied horse ”Monsieur le chevalier,” said he, ”ah, is that you?”
”Bon jour, Planchet,” replied D'Artagnan, stooping to enter the shop
”Quick, sonan's horse,--soet ready his room,--somebody to prepare his supper”
”Thanks, Planchet Good-day, er boys
”Allow me to send off this coffee, this treacle, and these raisins,”
said Planchet; ”they are for the store-room of monsieur le surintendant”
”Send them off, send them off!”
”That is only the affair of a e it that we may sup alone; I want to speak to you”
Planchet looked at his old nificantunpleasant,” said D'Artagnan
”So much the better--so ain, whilst D'Artagnan seated himself quietly down in the shop, upon a bale of corks, and made a survey of the preled perfunan sneeze The shop-boy, proud of being in company with so renowned a warrior, of a lieutenant of an to ith an enthusias like delirium, and to serve the customers with a disdainful haste that was noticed by several
Planchet put away his money, and made up his accounts, amidst civilities addressed to his former hty familiarity of the rich shopkeeper who serves everybody and waits for nobody D'Artagnan observed this habit with a pleasure which we shall analyze presently He saw night coth Planchet conducted him to a chamber on the first story, where, amidst bales and chests, a table very nicely set out awaited the two guests
D'Artagnan took advantage of a moment's pause to examine the countenance of Planchet, whom he had not seen for a year The shrewd Planchet had acquired a slight protuberance in front, but his countenance was not puffed His keen eye still played with facility in its deep-sunk orbit; and fat, which levels all the characteristic saliences of the huh cheek-bones, the sign of cunning and cupidity, or his pointed chin, the sign of acuteness and perseverance Planchet reigned with as -rooal, but perfectly Parisian repast: roast etables, salad, and a dessert borrowed frorocer had drawn fro all his life had been D'Artagnan's favorite wine
”Formerly, monsieur,” said Planchet, with a smile full of bonhomie, ”it was I who drank your wine; now you do me the honor to drink mine”
”And, thank God, friend Planchet, I shall drink it for a long time to come, I hope; for at present I am free”
”Free? You have a leave of absence,the service?” said Planchet, stupefied
”Yes, I a?” cried Planchet, who could not suppose it possible that the king could do without the services of such awill try his fortune elsewhere But we have supped well, you are disposed to enjoy yourself; you invite me to confide in you Open your ears, then”
”They are open” And Planchet, with a laugh , opened a bottle of white wine
”Leaveyour head--you, monsieur!”
”Now my head is my own, and I mean to take better care of it than ever
In the first place we shall talk business How fares our money-box?”