Part 56 (1/2)
”I am, respectfully, monsieur le comte, your honor's very humble and very obedient servant,--PARRY”
”You see, nan,” said Athos, ”we s”
”Not despair! you are right to say so!” replied D'Artagnan
”Oh! my dear, very dear friend,” resunan had not escaped ”Pardon me! can I have unintentionally wounded my best comrade?”
”You are mad, Athos, and to prove it, I shall conduct you to the palace; to the very gate, I o in with me, my friend; I will speak to his nan, with true pride, free fro yourself, it is o, ; on the way I shall show you the house of M Monk, who has detained eneral in England is better than being a marechal in France, please to know”
Athos allowed hinan's forced atteayety The whole city was in a state of joy; the two friends were jostled at every moment by enthusiasts who required the Charles!”
D'Artagnan replied by a grunt, and Athos by a smile They arrived thus in front of Monk's house, before which, as we have said, they had to pass on their way to St Janan said but little on the road, for the sis to talk about if they had spoken Athos thought that by speaking he should evince satisfaction, and thathe should allow some little bitterness to steal into his words which would render his coular enan gave way first to that itching at the tip of his tongue which he so habitually experienced
”Do you ree of the 'Meny,' in which that devoted servant, a Gascon liketo add, brave as myself, relates instances of the meanness of Henry IV? My father always told ny was a liar But, nevertheless, exareat Henry, keep up the character of the race”
”Nonsense!” said Athos, ”the kings of France misers? You are mad, my friend”
”Oh! you are so perfect yourself, you never agree to the faults of others But, in reality, Henry IV was covetous, Louis XIII, his son, was so likewise; we know soeration, and has made himself, in this respect, hated by all who surround hiht well be avaricious, she who did not eat every day, and could not wariven to her son Charles II, grandson of the great Henry IV, who is as covetous as his enealogy of the nan, le race called the Bourbons”
”Eh! and I have forgotten the best instance of all--the other grandson of the Bernais, Louis XIV, h, he ould not lend ato be angry Here we are, by good luck, close to my house, or rather that of nan, you do not ry, you make me sad; it is cruel, in fact, to see a ht to have acquired; it appears to reatest naardes, and the Bassompierres have ht, hed, and preceded his friend under the porch of he mansion Monk inhabited, at the extremity of the city ”Permit me,” said he, ”to leave my purse at home; for if in the crowd those clever pickpockets of London, who are much boasted of, even in Paris, were to steal from me the remainder of my poor crowns, I should not be able to return to France Now, content I left France, and ith joy I should return to it, seeing that all land have returned, accompanied by many others”
Athos made no reply
”So, then, my dear friend, one second, and I will follow you,” said D'Artagnan ”I know you are in a hurry to go yonder to receive your reward, but, believe h fronan was already passing through the vestibule, when a man, half servant, half soldier, who filled in Monk's establishuard, stopped ouryour pardon, nan!”
”Well,” replied the latter: ”what is it? Is the general going to dismiss me? I only needed to be expelled by him”
These words, spoken in French, made no impression upon the person to wholish rieved at the
The Englisheneral,” said he
”Aye! that's it, my dismissal!” replied the Gascon ”Must I read it, Athos?”