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paid twenty thousand crowns； without reckoning the value of that diamond〃 he cast a placent look at the ring； which he had kept； instead of restoring to D'Artagnan 〃which is worth； at least； ten thousand francs。〃
He returned to his room； and after depositing the ring in a casket filled with brilliants of every sort； for the cardinal was a connoisseur in precious stones； he called to Bernouin to undress him； regardless of the noises of gun…fire that； though it was now near midnight； continued to resound through Paris。
In the meantime D'Artagnan took his way toward the Rue Tiquetonne； where he lived at the Hotel de la Chevrette。
We will explain in a few words how D'Artagnan had been led to choose that place of residence。
D'Artagnan in his Fortieth Year
Years have elapsed； many events have happened； alas！ since； in our romance of 〃The Three Musketeers；〃 we took leave of D'Artagnan at No。 12 Rue des Fossoyeurs。 D'Artagnan had not failed in his career； but circumstances had been adverse to him。 So long as he was surrounded by his friends he retained his youth and the poetry of his character。 He was one of those fine； ingenuous natures which assimilate themselves easily to the dispositions of others。 Athos imparted to him his greatness of soul； Porthos his enthusiasm； Aramis his elegance。 Had D'Artagnan continued his intimacy with these three men he would have bee a superior character。 Athos was the first to leave him； in order that he might retire to a little property he had inherited near Blois； Porthos； the second； to marry an attorney's wife； and lastly； Aramis； the third； to take orders and bee an abbe。 From that day D'Artagnan felt lonely and powerless； without courage to pursue a career in which he could only distinguish himself on condition that each of his three panions should endow him with one of the gifts each had received from Heaven。
Notwithstanding his mission in the musketeers； D'Artagnan felt pletely solitary。 For a time the delightful remembrance of Madame Bonancieux left on his character a certain poetic tinge； perishable indeed； for like all other recollections in this world； these impressions were； by degrees； effaced。 A garrison life is fatal even to the most aristocratic organization； and imperceptibly； D'Artagnan； always in the camp； always on horseback； always in garrison； became （I know not how in the present age one would express it） a typical trooper。 His early refinement of character was not only not lost； it grew even greater than ever； but it was now applied to the little； instead of to the great things of life to the martial condition of the soldier prised under the head of a good lodging； a rich table； a congenial hostess。 These important advantages D'Artagnan found to his own taste in the Rue Tiquetonne at the sign of the Roe。
From the time D'Artagnan took quarters in that hotel； the mistress of the house； a pretty and fresh looking Flemish woman； twenty…five or twenty…six years old； had been singularly interested in him； and after certain love passages； much obstructed by an inconvenient husband to whom a dozen times D'Artagnan had made a pretence of passing a sword through his body； that husband had disappeared one fine morning； after furtively selling certain choice lots of wine； carrying away with him money and jewels。 He was thought to be dead； his wife； especially； who cherished the pleasing idea that she was a widow； stoutly maintained that death had taken him。 Therefore； after the connection had continued three years； carefully fostered by D'Artagnan； who found his bed and his mistress more agreeable every year； each doing credit to the other； the mistress conceived the extraordinary desire of being a wife and proposed to D'Artagnan that he should marry her。
〃Ah； fie！〃 D'Artagnan replied。 〃Bigamy； my dear！ e now； you don't really wish it？〃
〃But he is dead； I am sure of it。〃
〃He was a very contrary fellow and might e back on purpose to have us hanged。〃
〃All right； if he es back you will kill him； you are so skillful and so brave。〃
〃Peste！ my darling！ another way of getting hanged。〃
〃So you refuse my request？〃
〃To be sure I do furiously！〃
The pretty landlady was desolate。 She would have taken D'Artagnan not only as her husband； but as her God； he was so handsome and had so fierce a mustache。
Then along toward the fourth year came the expedition of Franche…te。 D'Artagnan was assigned to it and made his preparations to depart。 There were then great griefs； tears without end and solemn promises to remain faithful all of course on the part of the hostess。 D'Artagnan was too grand to promise anything； he purposed only to do all that he could to increase the glory of his name。
As to that； we know D'Artagnan's courage； he exposed himself freely to danger and while charging at the head of his pany he received a ball through the chest which laid him prostrate on the field of battle。 He had been seen falling from his horse and had not been seen to rise； every one； therefore； believed him to be dead； especially those to whom his death would give promotion。 One believes readily what he wishes to believe。 Now in the army； from the division…generals who desire the： death of the general…in…chief； to the soldiers who desire the death of the corporals； all desire some one's death。
But D'Artagnan was not a man to let himself be killed like that。 After he had remained through the heat of the day unconscious on the battle…field； the cool freshness of the night brought him to himself。 He gained a village； knocked at the door of the finest house and was received as the wounded are always and everywhere received in France。 He was petted； tended； cured； and one fine morning； in better health than ever before； he set out for France。 Once in France he turned his course toward Paris； and reaching Paris went straight to Rue Tiquetonne。
But D'Artagnan found in his chamber the personal equipment of a man； plete； except for the sword； arranged along the wall。
〃He has returned；〃 said he。 〃So much the worse； and so much the better！〃
It need not be said that D'Artagnan was still thinking of the husband。 He made inquiries and discovered that the servants were new and that the mistress had gone for a walk。
〃Alone？〃 asked D'Artagnan。
〃With monsieur。〃
〃Monsieur has returned； then？〃
〃Of course；〃 naively replied the servant。
〃If I had any money；〃 said D'Artagnan to himself； 〃I would go away； but I have none。 I must stay and follow the advice of my hostess； while thwarting the conjugal designs of this inopportune apparition。〃
He had just pleted this monologue which proves that in momentous circumstances nothing is more natural than the monologue when the servant…maid； watching at the door； suddenly cried out：
〃Ah！ see！ here is madame returning with monsieur。〃
D'Artagnan looked out and at the corner of Rue Montmartre saw the hostess ing along hanging to the arm of an enormous Swiss； who tiptoed in his walk with a magnificent air which pleasantly reminded him of his old friend Porthos。
〃Is that monsieur？〃 said D'Artagnan to himself。 〃Oh！ oh！ he has grown a good deal； it seems to me。〃 And he sat down in the hall； choosing a conspicuous place。
The hostess； as she entered； saw D'Artagnan and uttered a little cry； whereupon D'Artagnan； judging that he had been recognized； rose； ran to her and embraced her tenderly。 The Swiss； with an air of stupefaction； looked at the hostess； who turned pale。
〃Ah； it is you； monsieur！ What do you want of me？〃 she asked； in great distress。
〃Is monsieur your cousin？ Is monsieur your brother？〃 said D'Artagnan； not in the slightest degree embarrassed in the role he was playing。 And without waiting for her reply he threw himself into the arms of the Helvetian； who received him with great coldness。
〃Who is that man？〃 he asked。
The hostess replied only by gasps。
〃Who is that Swiss？〃 asked D'Artagnan。
〃Monsieur is going to marry me；〃 replied the hostess； between two gasps。
〃Your husband； then； is at last dead？〃
〃How does that concern you？〃 replied the Swiss。
〃It concerns me much；〃 said D'Artagnan； 〃since you cannot marry madame without my consent and since 〃
〃And since？〃 asked the Swiss。
〃And since I do not give it；〃 said the musketeer。
The Swiss became as purple as a peony。 He wore his elegant uniform； D'Artagnan was wrapped in a sort of gray cloak； the Swiss was six feet high； D'Artagnan was hardly more than five； the Swiss considered himself on his own ground and regarded D'Artagnan as an intruder。
〃Will you go away from here？〃 demanded the Swiss； stamping violently； like a man who begins to be seriously angry。
〃I？ By no means！〃 said D'Artagnan。
〃Some one must go for help；〃 said a lad； who could not prehend that this little man should make a stand against that other man； who was so large。
D'Artagnan； with a sudden accession of wrath； seized the lad by the ear and led him apart； with the injunction：
〃Stay you where you are and don't you stir； or I will pull this ear off。 As for you； illustrious descendant of William Tell； you will straightway get together your clothes which are in my room and which annoy me； and go out quickly to another lodging。〃
The Swiss began to laugh boisterously。 〃I go out？〃 he said。 〃And why？〃
〃Ah； very well！〃 said D'Artagnan； 〃I see that you understand French。 e then； and take a turn with me and I will explain。〃
The hostess； who knew D'Artagnan's skill with the sword； began to weep and tear her hair。 D'Artagnan turned toward her； saying； 〃Then send him away； madame。〃
〃Pooh！〃 said the Swiss； who had needed a little time to take in D'Artagnan's proposal； 〃pooh！ who are you； in the first place； to ask me to take a turn with you？〃
〃I am lieutenant in his majesty's musketeers；〃 said D'Artagnan； 〃and consequently your superior in everything； only； as the question now is not of rank； but of quarters you know the custom e and seek for yours； the first to return will recover his chamber。〃
D'Artagnan led away the Swiss in spite of lamentations on the part of the hostess； who in reality found her heart inclining toward her former lover； though she would not have been sorry to give a lesson to that haughty musketeer who had affronted her by the refusal of her hand。
It was night when the two adversaries reached the field of battle。 D'Artagnan politely begged the Swiss to yield to him the disputed chamber； the Swiss refused by shaking his head； and drew his sword。
〃Then you will lie here；〃 said D'Artagnan。 〃It is a wretched bed； but that is not my fault； and it is you who have chosen it。〃 With these words he drew in his turn and crossed swords with his adversary。
He had to contend against a strong wrist； but his agility was superior to all force。 The Swiss received two wounds and was not aware of it； by reason of the cold； but suddenly feebleness； occasioned by loss of blood； obliged him to sit down。
〃There！〃 said： D'Artagnan； 〃what did I tell you？ Fortunately； you won't be laid up more than a fortnight。 Remain here and I will send you your clothes by the boy。 Good…by！ Oh； by the way； you'd better take lodging in the Rue Montorgueil at the Chat Qui Pelote。 You will be well fed there； if the hostess remains the same。 Adieu。〃
Thereupon he returned in a lively mood to his room and sent to the Swiss the things that belonged to him。 The boy found him sitting where D'Artagnan had left him； still overwhelmed by the coolness of his adversary。
The boy； the hostess； and all the house had the same regard for D'Artagnan that one would have for Hercules should he return to earth to repeat his twelve labors。
But when he was alone with the hostess he said： 〃Now； pretty Madeleine； you know the difference between a Swiss and a gentleman。 As for you； you have acted like a barmaid。 So much the worse for you； for by such conduct you have lost my esteem and my patronage。 I have driven away the Swiss to humiliate you； but I shall lodge here no longer。 I will not sleep where I must scorn。 Ho； there； boy！ Have my valise carried to the Muid d'Amour； Rue des Bourdonnais。 Adieu； madame。〃
In saying these words D'Artagnan appeared at the same time majestic and grieved。 The hostess threw herself at his feet； asked his pardon and held him back with a sweet violence。 What more need be said？ The spit turned； the stove roared； the pretty Madeleine wept； D'Artagnan felt himself invaded by hunger； cold and love。 He pardoned； and having pardoned he remained。
And this explains how D'Artagnan had quarters in the Rue Tiquetonne； at the Hotel de la Chevrette。
D'Artagnan； then returned home in thoughtful mood； finding a somewhat lively pleasure in carrying Mazarin's bag of money and thinking of that fine diamond which he had once called his own and which he had seen on the minister's finger that night。
〃Should that diamond ever fall into my hands again；〃 he reflected； 〃I would turn it at once into money； I would buy with the proceeds certain lands around my father's chateau； which is a pretty place； well enough； but with no land to it at all； except a garden about the size of the Cemetery des Innocents； and I should wait in all my glory t