The Man in the Iron Mask

第14章

"What!?M。d\'Artagnan?"saidFouquet,whohadalreadytakenhisrightarmoutofthesleeveofhisdoublet。

"Atyourservice,"repliedthemusketeer。

"Comein,mydearM。d\'Artagnan。"

"Thankyou。"

"Haveyoucometocriticisethef阾e??Youareingeniousenoughinyourcriticisms,Iknow。"

"Bynomeans。"

"Arenotyourmenlookedafterproperly?"

"Ineveryway。"

"Youarenotcomfortablylodged,perhaps?"

"Nothingcouldbebetter。"

"Inthatcase,Ihavetothankyouforbeingsoamiablydisposed,andImustnotfailtoexpressmyobligationstoyouforallyourflatteringkindness。"

Thesewordswereasmuchastosay,"MydearD\'Artagnan,praygotobed,sinceyouhaveabedtoliedownon,andletmedothesame。"

D\'Artagnandidnotseemtounderstandit。

"Areyougoingtobedalready?"hesaidtothesuperintendent。

"Yes;

haveyouanythingtosaytome?"

"Nothing,monsieur,nothingatall。?Yousleepinthisroom,then?"

"Yes;

asyousee。"

"Youhavegivenamostcharmingf阾etotheking。"

"Doyouthinkso?"

"Oh!

beautiful!"

"Isthekingpleased?"

"Enchanted。"

"Didhedesireyoutosayasmuchtome?"

"Hewouldnotchoosesounworthyamessenger,monseigneur。"

"Youdonotdoyourselfjustice,Monsieurd\'Artagnan。"

"Isthatyourbed,there?"

"Yes;

butwhydoyouask??Areyounotsatisfiedwithyourown?"

"MyIspeakfranklytoyou?"

"Mostassuredly。"

"Well,then,Iamnot。"

Fouquetstarted;andthenreplied,"Willyoutakemyroom,Monsieurd\'Artagnan?"

"What!

depriveyouofit,monseigneur?never!"

"WhatamItodo,then?"

"Allowmetoshareyourswithyou。"

Fouquetlookedatthemusketeerfixedly。?"Ah!ah!"hesaid,"youhavejustlefttheking。"

"I

have,monseigneur。"

"Andthekingwishesyoutopassthenightinmyroom?"

"Monseigneur—"

"Verywell,Monsieurd\'Artagnan,verywell。?Youarethemasterhere。"

"I

assureyou,monseigneur,thatIdonotwishtoabuse—"

Fouquetturnedtohisvalet,andsaid,"Leaveus。"?Whenthemanhadleft,hesaidtoD\'Artagnan,"Youhavesomethingtosaytome?"

"I?"

"A

manofyoursuperiorintelligencecannothavecometotalkwithamanlikemyself,atsuchanhourasthepresent,withoutgravemotives。"

"Donotinterrogateme。"

"Onthecontrary。?Whatdoyouwantwithme?"

"Nothingmorethanthepleasureofyoursociety。"

"Comeintothegarden,then,"saidthesuperintendentsuddenly,"orintothepark。"

"No,"

repliedthemusketeer,hastily,"no。"

"Why?"

"Thefreshair—"

"Come,admitatoncethatyouarrestme,"saidthesuperintendenttothecaptain。

"Never!"

saidthelatter。

"Youintendtolookafterme,then?"

"Yes,monseigneur,Ido,uponmyhonor。"

"Uponyourhonor—ah!thatisquiteanotherthing!?SoIamtobearrestedinmyownhouse。"

"Donotsaysuchathing。"

"Onthecontrary,Iwillproclaimitaloud。"

"Ifyoudoso,Ishallbecompelledtorequestyoutobesilent。"

"Verygood!?Violencetowardsme,andinmyownhouse,too。"

"Wedonotseemtounderstandoneanotheratall。?Stayamoment;thereisachess—boardthere;wewillhaveagame,ifyouhavenoobjections。"

"Monsieurd\'Artagnan,Iamindisgrace,then?"

"Notatall;but—"

"I

amprohibited,Isuppose,fromwithdrawingfromyoursight。"

"I

donotunderstandawordyouaresaying,monseigneur;andifyouwishmetowithdraw,tellmeso。"

"MydearMonsieurd\'Artagnan,yourmodeofactionisenoughtodrivememad;Iwasalmostsinkingforwantofsleep,butyouhavecompletelyawakenedme。"

"I

shallneverforgivemyself,Iamsure;andifyouwishtoreconcilemewithmyself,why,gotosleepinyourbedinmypresence;andIshallbedelighted。"

"I

amundersurveillance,Isee。"

"I

willleavetheroomifyousayanysuchthing。"

"Youarebeyondmycomprehension。"

"Goodnight,monseigneur,"saidD\'Artagnan,ashepretendedtowithdraw。

Fouquetranafterhim。?"Iwillnotliedown,"hesaid。?"Seriously,andsinceyourefusetotreatmeasaman,andsinceyoufinessewithme,I

willtryandsetyouatbay,asahunterdoesawildboar。"

"Bah!"

criedD\'Artagnan,pretendingtosmile。

"I

shallordermyhorses,andsetoffforParis,"saidFouquet,soundingthecaptainofthemusketeers。

"Ifthatbethecase,monseigneur,itisverydifficult。"

"Youwillarrestme,then?"

"No,butIshallgoalongwithyou。"

"Thatisquitesufficient,Monsieurd\'Artagnan,"returnedFouquet,coldly。?"Itwasnotfornothingyouacquiredyourreputationasamanofintelligenceandresource;butwithmeallthisisquitesuperfluous。?Letuscometothepoint。?Domeaservice。?Whydoyouarrestme??WhathaveIdone?"

"Oh!?Iknownothingaboutwhatyoumayhavedone;

butIdonotarrestyou—thisevening,atleast!"

"Thisevening!"saidFouquet,turningpale,"butto—morrow?"

"Itisnotto—morrowjustyet,monseigneur。?Whocaneveranswerforthemorrow?"

"Quick,quick,captain!letmespeaktoM。d\'Herblay。"

"Alas!

thatisquiteimpossible,monseigneur。?Ihavestrictorderstoseethatyouholdnocommunicationwithanyone。"

"WithM。d\'Herblay,captain—withyourfriend!"

"Monseigneur,isM。d\'Herblaytheonlypersonwithwhomyououghttobepreventedholdinganycommunication?"

Fouquetcolored,andthenassuminganairofresignation,hesaid:"Youareright,monsieur;youhavetaughtmealessonIoughtnottohaveevoked。?Afallenmancannotasserthisrighttoanything,evenfromthosewhosefortuneshemayhavemade;forastillstrongerreason,hecannotclaimanythingfromthosetowhomhemayneverhavehadthehappinessofdoingaservice。"

"Monseigneur!"

"Itisperfectlytrue,Monsieurd\'Artagnan;youhavealwaysactedinthemostadmirablemannertowardsme—insuchamanner,indeed,asmostbecomesthemanwhoisdestinedtoarrestme。?You,atleast,haveneveraskedmeanything。"

"Monsieur,"

repliedtheGascon,touchedbyhiseloquentandnobletoneofgrief,"willyou—Iaskitasafavor—pledgemeyourwordasamanofhonorthatyouwillnotleavethisroom?"

"Whatistheuseofit,dearMonsieurd\'Artagnan,sinceyoukeepwatchandwardoverme??DoyousupposeIshouldcontendagainstthemostvaliantswordinthekingdom?"

"Itisnotthat,atall,monseigneur;butthatIamgoingtolookforM。d\'Herblay,and,consequently,toleaveyoualone。"

Fouquetutteredacryofdelightandsurprise。

"TolookforM。d\'Herblay!toleavemealone!"heexclaimed,claspinghishandstogether。

"WhichisM。d\'Herblay\'sroom??Theblueroomisitnot?"

"Yes,myfriend,yes。"

"Yourfriend!thankyouforthatword,monseigneur;youconferituponmeto—day,atleast,ifyouhaveneverdonesobefore。"

"Ah!

youhavesavedme。"

"Itwilltakeagoodtenminutestogofromhencetotheblueroom,andtoreturn?"saidD\'Artagnan。

"Nearlyso。"

"AndthentowakeAramis,whosleepsverysoundly,whenheisasleep,Iputthatdownatanotherfiveminutes;makingatotaloffifteenminutes\'absence。?Andnow,monseigneur,givemeyourwordthatyouwillnotinanywayattempttomakeyourescape,andthatwhenIreturnIshallfindyouhereagain。"

"I

giveit,monsieur,"repliedFouquet,withanexpressionofthewarmestanddeepestgratitude。

D\'Artagnandisappeared。?Fouquetlookedathimashequittedtheroom,waitedwithafeverishimpatienceuntilthedoorwasclosedbehindhim,andassoonasitwasshut,flewtohiskeys,openedtwoorthreesecretdoorsconcealedinvariousarticlesoffurnitureintheroom,lookedvainlyforcertainpapers,whichdoubtlesshehadleftatSaint—Mand?

andwhichheseemedtoregretnothavingfoundinthem;thenhurriedlyseizingholdofletters,contracts,papers,writings,heheapedthemupintoapile,whichheburntintheextremesthasteuponthemarblehearthofthefireplace,noteventakingtimetodrawfromtheinteriorofitthevasesandpotsofflowerswithwhichitwasfilled。?Assoonashehadfinished,likeamanwhohasjustescapedanimminentdanger,andwhosestrengthabandonshimassoonasthedangerispast,hesankdown,completelyovercome,onacouch。?WhenD\'Artagnanreturned,hefoundFouquetinthesameposition;theworthymusketeerhadnottheslightestdoubtthatFouquet,havinggivenhisword,wouldnoteventhinkoffailingtokeepit,buthehadthoughtitmostlikelythatFouquetwouldturnhis(D\'Artagnan\'s)absencetothebestadvantageingettingridofallthepapers,memorandums,andcontracts,whichmightpossiblyrenderhisposition,whichwasevennowseriousenough,moredangerousthanever。?Andso,liftinguphisheadlikeadogwhohasregainedthescent,heperceivedanodorresemblingsmokehehadreliedonfindingintheatmosphere,andhavingfoundit,madeamovementofhisheadintokenofsatisfaction。?AsD\'Artagnanentered,Fouquet,onhisside,raisedhishead,andnotoneofD\'Artagnan\'smovementsescapedhim。?Andthenthelooksofthetwomenmet,andtheybothsawthattheyhadunderstoodeachotherwithoutexchangingasyllable。

"Well!"

askedFouquet,thefirsttospeak,"andM。d\'Herblay?"

"Uponmyword,monseigneur,"repliedD\'Artagnan,"M。d\'Herblaymustbedesperatelyfondofwalkingoutatnight,andcomposingversesbymoonlightintheparkofVaux,withsomeofyourpoets,inallprobability,forheisnotinhisownroom。"

"What!

notinhisownroom?"criedFouquet,whoselasthopethusescapedhim;forunlesshecouldascertaininwhatwaythebishopofVannescouldassisthim,heperfectlywellknewthathecouldexpectassistancefromnootherquarter。

"Or,indeed,"continuedD\'Artagnan,"ifheisinhisownroom,hehasverygoodreasonsfornotanswering。"

"Butsurelyyoudidnotcallhiminsuchamannerthathecouldhaveheardyou?"

"Youcanhardlysuppose,monseigneur,thathavingalreadyexceededmyorders,whichforbademeleavingyouasinglemoment—youcanhardlysuppose,Isay,thatI

shouldhavebeenmadenoughtorousethewholehouseandallowmyselftobeseeninthecorridorofthebishopofVannes,inorderthatM。ColbertmightstatewithpositivecertaintythatIgaveyoutimetoburnyourpapers。"

"Mypapers?"

"Ofcourse;atleastthatiswhatIshouldhavedoneinyourplace。?WhenanyoneopensadoorformeIalwaysavailmyselfofit。"

"Yes,yes,andIthankyou,forIhaveavailedmyselfofit。"

"Andyouhavedoneperfectlyright。?Everymanhashisownpeculiarsecretswithwhichothershavenothingtodo。?ButletusreturntoAramis,monseigneur。"

"Well,then,Itellyou,youcouldnothavecalledloudenough,orAramiswouldhaveheardyou。"

"HoweversoftlyanyonemaycallAramis,monseigneur,Aramisalwayshearswhenhehasaninterestinhearing。?IrepeatwhatI

saidbefore—Aramiswasnotinhisownroom,orAramishadcertainreasonsfornotrecognizingmyvoice,ofwhichIamignorant,andofwhichyoumaybeevenignorantyourself,notwithstandingyourliege—manisHisGreatnesstheLordBishopofVannes。"

Fouquetdrewadeepsigh,rosefromhisseat,tookthreeorfourturnsinhisroom,andfinishedbyseatinghimself,withanexpressionofextremedejection,uponhismagnificentbedwithvelvethangings,andcostliestlace。?D\'ArtagnanlookedatFouquetwithfeelingsofthedeepestandsincerestpity。

"I

haveseenagoodmanymenarrestedinmylife,"saidthemusketeer,sadly;

"IhaveseenbothM。deCinq—MarsandM。deChalaisarrested,thoughIwasveryyoungthen。?IhaveseenM。deCond?arrestedwiththeprinces;IhaveseenM。deRetzarrested;IhaveseenM。Brousselarrested。?Stayamoment,monseigneur,itisdisagreeabletohavetosay,buttheveryoneofallthosewhomyoumostresembleatthismomentwasthatpoorfellowBroussel。?Youwereveryneardoingashedid,puttingyourdinnernapkininyourportfolio,andwipingyourmouthwithyourpapers。?Mordioux!?MonseigneurFouquet,amanlikeyououghtnottobedejectedinthismanner。?Supposeyourfriendssawyou?"

"Monsieurd\'Artagnan,"returnedthesurintendant,withasmilefullofgentleness,"youdonotunderstandme;itispreciselybecausemyfriendsarenotlookingon,thatIamasyouseemenow。?Idonotlive,existeven,isolatedfromothers;Iamnothingwhenlefttomyself。?UnderstandthatthroughoutmywholelifeIhavepassedeverymomentofmytimeinmakingfriends,whomI

hopedtorendermystayandsupport。?Intimesofprosperity,allthesecheerful,happyvoices—renderedsothroughandbymymeans—formedinmyhonoraconcertofpraiseandkindlyactions。?Intheleastdisfavor,thesehumblervoicesaccompaniedinharmoniousaccentsthemurmurofmyownheart。?IsolationIhaveneveryetknown。?Poverty(aphantomIhavesometimesbeheld,cladinrags,awaitingmeattheendofmyjourneythroughlife)—povertyhasbeenthespecterwithwhichmanyofmyownfriendshavetrifledforyearspast,whichtheypoetizeandcaress,andwhichhasattractedmetowardsthem。?Poverty!?Iacceptit,acknowledgeit,receiveit,asadisinheritedsister;forpovertyisneithersolitude,norexile,norimprisonment。?IsitlikelyIshalleverbepoor,withsuchfriendsasP閘isson,asLaFontaine,asMoli鑢e?withsuchamistressas—Oh!

ifyouknewhowutterlylonelyanddesolateIfeelatthismoment,andhowyou,whoseparatemefromallIlove,seemtoresembletheimageofsolitude,ofannihilation—deathitself。"

"ButIhavealreadytoldyou,MonsieurFouquet,"repliedD\'Artagnan,movedtothedepthsofhissoul,"thatyouarewoefullyexaggerating。?Thekinglikesyou。"

"No,no,"saidFouquet,shakinghishead。

"M。Colberthatesyou。"

"M。

Colbert!?Whatdoesthatmattertome?"

"Hewillruinyou。"

"Ah!?Idefyhimtodothat,forIamruinedalready。"

Atthissingularconfessionofthesuperintendent,D\'Artagnancasthisglanceallroundtheroom;andalthoughhedidnotopenhislips,Fouquetunderstoodhimsothoroughly,thatheadded:"Whatcanbedonewithsuchwealthofsubstanceassurroundsus,whenamancannolongercultivatehistasteforthemagnificent??Doyouknowwhatgoodthegreaterpartofthewealthandthepossessionswhichwerichenjoy,conferuponus?merelytodisgustus,bytheirverysplendoreven,witheverythingwhichdoesnotequalit!?Vaux!youwillsay,andthewondersofVaux!?Whatofit??Whatbootthesewonders??IfIamruined,howshallIfillwithwatertheurnswhichmyNaiadsbearintheirarms,orforcetheairintothelungsofmyTritons??Toberichenough,Monsieurd\'Artagnan,amanmustbetoorich。"

D\'Artagnanshookhishead。

"Oh!?Iknowverywellwhatyouthink,"

repliedFouquet,quickly。?"IfVauxwereyours,youwouldsellit,andwouldpurchaseanestateinthecountry;anestatewhichshouldhavewoods,orchards,andlandattached,sothattheestateshouldbemadetosupportitsmaster。?Withfortymillionsyoumight—"

"Tenmillions,"interruptedD\'Artagnan。

"Notamillion,mydearcaptain。?NooneinFranceisrichenoughtogivetwomillionsforVaux,andtocontinuetomaintainitasIhavedone;noonecoulddoit,noonewouldknowhow。"

"Well,"

saidD\'Artagnan,"inanycase,amillionisnotabjectmisery。"

"Itisnotfarfromit,mydearmonsieur。?Butyoudonotunderstandme。?No;IwillnotsellmyresidenceatVaux;Iwillgiveittoyou,ifyoulike;"andFouquetaccompaniedthesewordswithamovementoftheshoulderstowhichitwouldbeimpossibletodojustice。

"Giveittotheking;youwillmakeabetterbargain。"

"Thekingdoesnotrequiremetogiveittohim,"saidFouquet;"hewilltakeitawayfrommewiththemostabsoluteeaseandgrace,ifitpleaseshimtodoso;andthatistheveryreasonIshouldprefertoseeitperish。?Doyouknow,Monsieurd\'Artagnan,thatifthekingdidnothappentobeundermyroof,Iwouldtakethiscandle,gostraighttothedome,andsetfiretoacoupleofhugechestsoffuseesandfireworkswhichareinreservethere,andwouldreducemypalacetoashes。"

"Bah!"

saidthemusketeer,negligently。?"Atallevents,youwouldnotbeabletoburnthegardens,andthatisthefinestfeatureoftheplace。"

"Andyet,"resumedFouquet,thoughtfully,"whatwasIsaying??Greatheavens!burnVaux!destroymypalace!?ButVauxisnotmine;thesewonderfulcreationsare,itistrue,theproperty,asfarassenseofenjoymentgoes,ofthemanwhohaspaidforthem;butasfarasdurationisconcerned,theybelongtothosewhocreatedthem。?VauxbelongstoLebrun,toLen魌re,toP閘isson,toLevau,toLaFontaine,toMoli鑢e;Vauxbelongstoposterity,infact。?Yousee,Monsieurd\'Artagnan,thatmyveryhousehasceasedtobemyown。"

"Thatisallwellandgood,"saidD\'Artagnan;"theideaisagreeableenough,andIrecognizeM。Fouquethimselfinit。?Thatidea,indeed,makesmeforgetthatpoorfellowBrousselaltogether;andInowfailtorecognizeinyouthewhiningcomplaintsofthatoldFrondeur。?Ifyouareruined,monsieur,lookattheaffairmanfully,foryoutoo,mordioux!belongtoposterity,andhavenorighttolessenyourselfinanyway。?Stayamoment;lookatme,Iwhoseemtoexerciseinsomedegreeakindofsuperiorityoveryou,becauseI

amarrestingyou;fate,whichdistributestheirdifferentpartstothecomediansofthisworld,accordedmealessagreeableandlessadvantageousparttofillthanyourshasbeen。?Iamoneofthosewhothinkthatthepartswhichkingsandpowerfulnoblesarecalledupontoactareinfinitelyofmoreworththanthepartsofbeggarsorlackeys。?Itisfarbetteronthestage—onthestage,Imean,ofanothertheaterthanthetheaterofthisworld—itisfarbettertowearafinecoatandtotalkafinelanguage,thantowalktheboardsshodwithapairofoldshoes,ortogetone\'sbackbonegentlypolishedbyaheartydressingwithastick。?Inoneword,youhavebeenaprodigalwithmoney,youhaveorderedandbeenobeyed—

havebeensteepedtothelipsinenjoyment;whileIhavedraggedmytetherafterme,havebeencommandedandhaveobeyed,andhavedrudgedmylifeaway。?Well,althoughImayseemofsuchtriflingimportancebesideyou,monseigneur,Idodeclaretoyou,thattherecollectionofwhatIhavedoneservesmeasaspur,andpreventsmefrombowingmyoldheadtoosoon。?Ishallremainuntotheveryendatrooper;andwhenmyturncomes,Ishallfallperfectlystraight,allinaheap,stillalive,afterhavingselectedmyplacebeforehand。?DoasIdo,MonsieurFouquet,youwillnotfindyourselftheworseforit;afallhappensonlyonceinalifetimetomenlikeyourself,andthechiefthingis,totakeitgracefullywhenthechancepresentsitself。?ThereisaLatinproverb—thewordshaveescapedme,butIrememberthesenseofitverywell,forIhavethoughtoveritmorethanonce—whichsays,\'Theendcrownsthework!\'"

Fouquetrosefromhisseat,passedhisarmroundD\'Artagnan\'sneck,andclaspedhiminacloseembrace,whilstwiththeotherhandhepressedhishand。?"Anexcellenthomily,"hesaid,afteramoment\'spause。

"A

soldier\'s,monseigneur。"

"Youhavearegardforme,intellingmeallthat。"

"Perhaps。"

Fouquetresumedhispensiveattitudeoncemore,andthen,amomentafter,hesaid:

"WherecanM。d\'Herblaybe??Idarenotaskyoutosendforhim。"

"Youwouldnotaskme,becauseIwouldnotdoit,MonsieurFouquet。?Peoplewouldlearnit,andAramis,whoisnotmixedupwiththeaffair,mightpossiblybecompromisedandincludedinyourdisgrace。"

"Iwillwaitheretilldaylight,"saidFouquet。

"Yes;thatisbest。"

"Whatshallwedowhendaylightcomes?"

"Iknownothingatallaboutit,monseigneur。"

"Monsieurd\'Artagnan,willyoudomeafavor?"

"Mostwillingly。"

"Youguardme,Iremain;youareactinginthefulldischargeofyourduty,Isuppose?"

"Certainly。"

"Verygood,then;remainasclosetomeasmyshadowifyoulike;andIinfinitelyprefersuchashadowtoanyoneelse。"

D\'Artagnanbowedtothecompliment。

"But,forgetthatyouareMonsieurd\'Artagnan,captainofthemusketeers;forgetthatIamMonsieurFouquet,surintendantofthefinances;andletustalkaboutmyaffairs。"

"Thatisratheradelicatesubject。"

"Indeed?"

"Yes;

but,foryoursake,MonsieurFouquet,Iwilldowhatmayalmostberegardedasanimpossibility。"

"Thankyou。?Whatdidthekingsaytoyou?"

"Nothing。"

"Ah!isthatthewayyoutalk?"

"Thedeuce!"

"Whatdoyouthinkofmysituation?"

"Idonotknow。"

"However,unlessyouhavesomeillfeelingagainstme—"

"Yourpositionisadifficultone。"

"Inwhatrespect?"

"Becauseyouareunderyourownroof。"

"Howeverdifficultitmaybe,Iunderstanditverywell。"

"Doyousupposethat,withanyoneelsebutyourself,Ishouldhaveshownsomuchfrankness?"

"What!somuchfrankness,doyousay?you,whorefusetotellmetheslightestthing?"

"Atallevents,then,somuchceremonyandconsideration。"

"Ah!?Ihavenothingtosayinthatrespect。"

"Onemoment,monseigneur:letmetellyouhowIshouldhavebehavedtowardsanyonebutyourself。?ItmightbethatI

happenedtoarriveatyourdoorjustasyourguestsoryourfriendshadleftyou—or,iftheyhadnotgoneyet,Ishouldwaituntiltheywereleaving,andshouldthencatchthemoneaftertheother,likerabbits;Ishouldlockthemupquietlyenough,Ishouldstealsoftlyalongthecarpetofyourcorridor,andwithonehanduponyou,beforeyoususpectedtheslightestthingamiss,I

shouldkeepyousafelyuntilmymaster\'sbreakfastinthemorning。?Inthisway,Ishouldjustthesamehaveavoidedallpublicity,alldisturbance,allopposition;buttherewouldalsohavebeennowarningforM。Fouquet,noconsiderationforhisfeelings,noneofthosedelicateconcessionswhichareshownbypersonswhoareessentiallycourteousintheirnatures,wheneverthedecisivemomentmayarrive。?Areyousatisfiedwiththeplan?"

"Itmakesmeshudder。"

"I

thoughtyouwouldnotlikeit。?Itwouldhavebeenverydisagreeabletohavemademyappearanceto—morrow,withoutanypreparation,andtohaveaskedyoutodeliverupyoursword。"

"Oh!

monsieur,Ishouldhavediedofshameandanger。"

"Yourgratitudeistooeloquentlyexpressed。?Ihavenotdoneenoughtodeserveit,Iassureyou。"

"Mostcertainly,monsieur,youwillnevergetmetobelievethat。"

"Well,then,monseigneur,ifyouaresatisfiedwithwhatIhavedone,andhavesomewhatrecoveredfromtheshockwhichIpreparedyouforasmuchasI

possiblycould,letusallowthefewhoursthatremaintopassawayundisturbed。?Youareharassed,andshouldarrangeyourthoughts;Ibegyou,therefore,gotosleep,orpretendtogotosleep,eitheronyourbed,orinyourbed;Iwillsleepinthisarmchair;

andwhenIfallasleep,myrestissosoundthatacannonwouldnotwakeme。"

Fouquetsmiled。?"Iexpect,however,"

continuedthemusketeer,"thecaseofadoorbeingopened,whetherasecretdoor,oranyother;orthecaseofanyonegoingoutof,orcominginto,theroom—foranythinglikethatmyearisasquickandsensitiveastheearofamouse。?Creakingnoisesmakemestart。?Itarises,Isuppose,fromanaturalantipathytoanythingofthekind。?Moveaboutasmuchasyoulike;walkupanddowninanypartoftheroom,write,efface,destroy,burn,—nothinglikethatwillpreventmefromgoingtosleeporevenpreventmefromsnoring,butdonottoucheitherthekeyorthehandleofthedoor,forIshouldstartupinamoment,andthatwouldshakemynervesandmakemeill。"

"Monsieurd\'Artagnan,"saidFouquet,"youarecertainlythemostwittyandthemostcourteousmanIevermetwith;andyouwillleavemeonlyoneregret,thatofhavingmadeyouracquaintancesolate。"

D\'Artagnandrewadeepsigh,whichseemedtosay,"Alas!youhaveperhapsmadeittoosoon。"?Hethensettledhimselfinhisarmchair,whileFouquet,halflyingonhisbedandleaningonhisarm,wasmeditatingonhismisadventures。?Inthisway,bothofthem,leavingthecandlesburning,awaitedthefirstdawnoftheday;andwhenFouquethappenedtosightooloudly,D\'Artagnanonlysnoredthelouder。?Notasinglevisit,notevenfromAramis,disturbedtheirquietude:notasoundevenwasheardthroughoutthewholevastpalace。?Outside,however,theguardsofhonoronduty,andthepatrolofmusketeers,pacedupanddown;andthesoundoftheirfeetcouldbeheardonthegravelwalks。?Itseemedtoactasanadditionalsoporificforthesleepers,whilethemurmuringofthewindthroughthetrees,andtheunceasingmusicofthefountainswhosewaterstumbledinthebasin,stillwentonuninterruptedly,withoutbeingdisturbedattheslightnoisesanditemsoflittlemomentthatconstitutethelifeanddeathofhumannature。

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