Part 135 (1/2)
There was, in fact, a hoarse, growling kind of noise, like the roar of a hungry tiger, or an i
”Well; but--”
”It is M du Vallon snoring”
”Ah! true,” said Ara such a noise Allow ”
”And you will permit me to accompany you?”
”Oh, certainly;” and both entered the chamber Porthos was stretched upon the bed; his face was violet rather than red; his eyes were swelled; hiswhich escaped frolass of the s vibrate To those developed and clearly definedfroetic heaving of his chin and shoulders, it was iree of adth carried to this point is ses and feet of Porthos had, by swelling, burst his stockings; all the strength of his huge body was converted into the rigidity of stone Porthos ranite which reclines upon the plains of Agrigentu to Pelisson's orders, his boots had been cut off, for no human power could have pulled the at them as they would have pulled capstans; and yet all this did not awaken his had fallen back upon the bed They then cut off the rest of his clothes, carried him to a bath, in which they let him soak a considerable time They then put on him clean linen, and placed him in a arht have roused a dead man, but which did not make Porthos open an eye, or interrupt for a second the for Aramis wished on his part, with his nervous nature, arue, and employ himself with Gourville and Pelisson, but he fainted in the chair in which he had persisted sitting
He was carried into the adjoining roo brain
Chapter LXXV In which Monsieur Fouquet Acts
In theto the Louvre, at the best speed of his English horses The king was at ith Colbert All at once the king becaned onhis throne sometimes recurred to his memory; they were two black spots which he saith his eyes open; two spots of blood which he sahen his eyes were closed ”Monsieur,” said he rather sharply, to the intendant; ”it sometimes seems to reat culprits”
”Sire, they were picked out from the herd of the far”
”Picked out by whom?”
”By necessity, sire,” replied Colbert, coldly
”Necessity!--a great word,” reat Goddess, sire”
”They were devoted friends of the superintendent, were they not?”
”Yes, sire; friends ould have given up their lives for Monsieur Fouquet”
”They have given the
”That is true;--but uselessly, by good luck,--which was not their intention”
”How much money had these men fraudulently obtained?”
”Ten millions, perhaps; of which six have been confiscated”
”And is thatwith a certain air of repugnance
”It is there, sire; but this confiscation, whilst threatening M
Fouquet, has not touched him”
”You conclude, then, M Colbert--”