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Well, thats something. For my part, I have not the shadow of one, said Athos coolly. But as to DArtagnan, the hope of soon being one of us, gentlemen, has made him crazy. A thousand livres! I declare I want two thousand myself. Four times two make eight, then, said Aramis. It is eight thousand that we want to complete our outfit. One thing more! said Athos, waiting till DArtagnan, who was going to thank M. de Tréville, had shut the door, one thing morethat beautiful diamond which glitters on our friends finger. What the devil! DArtagnan is too good a comrade to leave his brothers in embarrassment while he wears a kings ransom on his middle finger. |
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