“I agree, sir; but do not be too confident. Take away your handkerchief. Whether it belongs to you or another, you may, perhaps, stand in need of it.”

“The gentleman is a Gascon?” asked Aramis.

“Yes. The gentleman does not postpone a meeting through prudence.”

“Prudence, sir, is a virtue quite useless to musketeers, I know, but indispensable to churchmen; and as I am only a musketeer provisionally, I deem it best to be prudent. At two o’clock I shall have the honour of expecting you at the hôtel of M. de Tréville. There I will point out to you the best place and time.”

The two young men bowed and separated, Aramis ascending the street which led to the Luxembourg, while D’Artagnan, perceiving that the appointed hour was approaching, took the road to the Carmes- Deschaux, saying to himself, “Decidedly I can’t draw back; but at least, if I am killed, I shall be killed by a musketeer!”


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