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 come 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 till some rich
heiress； attracted by my good looks； rode along to marry me。
Then I should like to have three sons； I should make the
first a nobleman； like Athos； the second a good soldier；
like Porthos； the third an excellent abbe； like Aramis。
Faith！ that would be a far better life than I lead now； but
Monsieur Mazarin is a mean wretch； who won't dispossess
himself of his diamond in my favor。〃
On entering the Rue Tiquetonne he heard a tremendous noise
and found a dense crowd near the house。
〃Oho！〃 said he； 〃is the hotel on fire？〃 On approaching the
hotel of the Roe he found； however； that it was in front of
the next house the mob was collected。 The people were
shouting and running about with torches。 By the light of one
of these torches D'Artagnan perceived men in uniform。
He asked what was going on。
He was told that twenty citizens； headed by one man； had
attacked a carriage which was escorted by a troop of the
cardinal's bodyguard； but a reinforcement having come up；
the assailants had been put to flight and the leader had
taken refuge in the hotel next to his lodgings； the house
was now being searched。
In his youth D'Artagnan had often headed the bourgeoisie
against the military； but he was cured of all those
hot…headed propensities； besides； he had the cardinal's
hundred pistoles in his pocket； so he went into the hotel
without a word。 There he found Madeleine alarmed for his
safety and anxious to tell him all the events of the
evening； but he cut her short by ordering her to put his
supper in his room and give him with it a bottle of good
Burgundy。
He took his key and candle and went upstairs to his bedroom。
He had been contented； for the convenience of the house； to
lodge in the fourth story； and truth obliges us even to
confess that his chamber was just above the gutter and below
the roof。 His first care on entering it was to lock up in an
old bureau with a new lock his bag of money； and then as
soon as supper was ready he sent away the waiter who brought
it up and sat down to table。
Not to reflect on what had passed； as one might fancy。 No；
D'Artagnan considered that things are never well done when
they are not reserved to their proper time。 He was hungry；
he supped； he went to bed。 Neither was he one of those who
think that the necessary silence of the night brings counsel
with it。 In the night he slept； but in the morning；
refreshed and calm； he was inspired with his clearest views
of everything。 It was long since he had any reason for his
morning's inspiration； but he always slept all night long。
At daybreak he awoke and took a turn around his room。
〃In '43；〃 he said； 〃just before the death of the late
cardinal； I received a letter from Athos。 Where was I then？
Let me see。 Oh！ at the siege of Besancon I was in the
trenches。 He told me let me think what was it？ That he
was living on a small estate but where？ I was just
reading the name of the place when the wind blew my letter
away； I suppose to the Spaniards； there's no use in thinking
any more about Athos。 Let me see： with regard to Porthos； I
received a letter from him； too。 He invited me to a hunting
party on his property in the month of September； 1646。
Unluckily； as I was then in Bearn； on account of my father's
death； the letter followed me there。 I had left Bearn when
it arrived and I never received it until the month of April；
1647； and as the invitation was for September； 1646； I
couldn't accept it。 Let me look for this letter； it must be
with my title deeds。〃
D'Artagnan opened an old casket which stood in a corner of
the room； and which was full of parchments referring to an
estate during a period of two hundred years lost to his
family。 He uttered an exclamation of delight； for the large
handwriting of Porthos was discernible； and underneath some
lines traced by his worthy spouse。
D'Artagnan eagerly searched for the heading of this letter；
it was dated from the Chateau du Vallon。
Porthos had forgotten that any other address was necessary；
in his pride he fancied that every one must know the Chateau
du Vallon。
〃Devil take the vain fellow；〃 said D'Artagnan。 〃However； I
had better find him out first； since he can't want money。
Athos must have become an idiot by this time from drinking。
Aramis must have worn himself to a shadow of his former self
by constant genuflexion。〃
He cast his eyes again on the letter。 There was a
postscript：
〃I write by the same courier to our worthy friend Aramis in
his convent。〃
〃In his convent！ What convent？ There are about two hundred
in Paris and three thousand in France； and then； perhaps； on
entering the convent he changed his name。 Ah！ if I were but
learned in theology I should recollect what it was he used
to dispute about with the curate of Montdidier and the
superior of the Jesuits； when we were at Crevecoeur； I
should know what doctrine he leans to and I should glean
from that what saint he has adopted as his patron。
〃Well； suppose I go back to the cardinal and ask him for a
passport into all the convents one can find； even into the
nunneries？ It would be a curious idea； and maybe I should
find my friend under the name of Achilles。 But； no！ I should
lose myself in the cardinal's opinion。 Great people only
thank you for doing the impossible； what's possible； they
say； they can effect themselves； and they are right。 But let
us wait a little and reflect。 I received a letter from him；
the dear fellow； in which he even asked me for some small
service； which； in fact； I rendered him。 Yes； yes； but now
what did I do with that letter？〃
D'Artagnan thought a moment and then went to the wardrobe in
which hung his old clothes。 He looked for his doublet of the
year 1648 and as he had orderly habits； he found it hanging
on its nail。 He felt in the pocket and drew from it a paper；
it was the letter of Aramis：
〃Monsieur D'Artagnan： You know that I have had a quarrel
with a certain gentleman； who has given me an appointment
for this evening in the Place Royale。 As I am of the church；
and the affair might injure me if I should share it with any
other than a sure friend like you； I write to beg that you
will serve me as second。
〃You will enter by the Rue Neuve Sainte Catherine； under the
second lamp on the right you will find your adversary。 I
shall be with mine under the third。
〃Wholly yours；
〃Aramis。〃
D'Artagnan tried to recall his remembrances。 He had gone to
the rendezvous； had encountered there the adversary
indicated； whose name he had never known； had given him a
pretty sword…stroke on the arm； then had gone toward Aramis；
who at the same time came to meet him； having already
finished his affair。 〃It is over；〃 Aramis had said。 〃I think
I have killed th