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Three musketeers
On
the
first
Monday
of
the
month
of
April
,
1625
,
the
market
town
of
Meung
,
in
which
the
author
of
ROMANCE
OF
THE
ROSE
was
born
,
appeared
to
be
in
as
perfect
a
state
of
revolution
as
if
the
Huguenots
had
just
made
a
second
La
Rochelle
of
it
.
Many
citizens
,
seeing
the
women
flying
toward
the
High
Street
,
leaving
their
children
crying
at
the
open
doors
,
hastened
to
don
the
cuirass
,
and
supporting
their
somewhat
uncertain
courage
with
a
musket
or
a
partisan
,
directed
their
steps
toward
the
hostelry
of
the
Jolly
Miller
,
before
which
was
gathered
,
increasing
every
minute
,
a
compact
group
,
vociferous
and
full
of
curiosity
.
In
those
times
panics
were
common
,
and
few
days
passed
without
some
city
or
other
registering
in
its
archives
an
event
of
this
kind
.
There
were
nobles
,
who
made
war
against
each
other
;
there
was
the
king
,
who
made
war
against
the
cardinal
;
there
was
Spain
,
which
made
war
against
the
king
.
Then
,
in
addition
to
these
concealed
or
public
,
secret
or
open
wars
,
there
were
robbers
,
mendicants
,
Huguenots
,
wolves
,
and
scoundrels
,
who
made
war
upon
everybody
.
The
citizens
always
took
up
arms
readily
against
thieves
,
wolves
or
scoundrels
,
often
against
nobles
or
Huguenots
,
sometimes
against
the
king
,
but
never
against
cardinal
or
Spain
.
It
resulted
,
then
,
from
this
habit
that
on
the
said
first
Monday
of
April
,
1625
,
the
citizens
,
on
hearing
the
clamor
,
and
seeing
neither
the
red-and-yellow
standard
nor
the
livery
of
the
Duc
de
Richelieu
,
rushed
toward
the
hostel
of
the
Jolly
Miller
.
When
arrived
there
,
the
cause
of
the
hubbub
was
apparent
to
all
.
A
young
man
--
we
can
sketch
his
portrait
at
a
dash
.
Imagine
to
yourself
a
Don
Quixote
of
eighteen
;
a
Don
Quixote
without
his
corselet
,
without
his
coat
of
mail
,
without
his
cuisses
;
a
Don
Quixote
clothed
in
a
woolen
doublet
,
the
blue
color
of
which
had
faded
into
a
nameless
shade
between
lees
of
wine
and
a
heavenly
azure
;
face
long
and
brown
;
high
cheek
bones
,
a
sign
of
sagacity
;
the
maxillary
muscles
enormously
developed
,
an
infallible
sign
by
which
a
Gascon
may
always
be
detected
,
even
without
his
cap
—
and
our
young
man
wore
a
cap
set
off
with
a
sort
of
feather
;
the
eye
open
and
intelligent
;
the
nose
hooked
,
but
finely
chiseled
.
Too
big
for
a
youth
,
too
small
for
a
grown
man
,
an
experienced
eye
might
have
taken
him
for
a
farmer
’
s
son
upon
a
journey
had
it
not
been
for
the
long
sword
which
,
dangling
from
a
leather
baldric
,
hit
against
the
calves
of
its
owner
as
he
walked
,
and
against
the
rough
side
of
his
steed
when
he
was
on
horseback
.
For
our
young
man
had
a
steed
which
was
the
observed
of
all
observers
.
It
was
a
Bearn
pony
,
from
twelve
to
fourteen
years
old
,
yellow
in
his
hide
,
without
a
hair
in
his
tail
,
but
not
without
windgalls
on
his
legs
,
which
,
though
going
with
his
head
lower
than
his
knees
,
rendering
a
martingale
quite
unnecessary
,
contrived
nevertheless
to
perform
his
eight
leagues
a
day
.
Unfortunately
,
the
qualities
of
this
horse
were
so
well
concealed
under
his
strange-colored
hide
and
his
unaccountable
gait
,
that
at
a
time
when
everybody
was
a
connoisseur
in
horseflesh
,
the
appearance
of
the
aforesaid
pony
at
Meung
--
which
place
he
had
entered
about
a
quarter
of
an
hour
before
,
by
the
gate
of
Beaugency
--
produced
an
unfavorable
feeling
,
which
extended
to
his
rider
.
And
this
feeling
had
been
more
painfully
perceived
by
young
d
’
Artagnan
—
for
so
was
the
Don
Quixote
of
this
second
Rosinante
named
—
from
his
not
being
able
to
conceal
from
himself
the
ridiculous
appearance
that
such
a
steed
gave
him
,
good
horseman
as
he
was
.
He
had
sighed
deeply
,
therefore
,
when
accepting
the
gift
of
the
pony
from
M.
d'Artagnan
the
elder
.
He
was
not
ignorant
that
such
a
beast
was
worth
at
least
twenty
livres
;
and
the
words
which
had
accompanied
the
present
were
above
all
price
.
"
My
son
,
"
said
the
old
Gascon
gentleman
,
in
that
pure
Bearn
PATOIS
of
which
Henry
IV
could
never
rid
himself
,
"
this
horse
was
born
in
the
house
of
your
father
about
thirteen
years
ago
,
and
has
remained
in
it
ever
since
,
which
ought
to
make
you
love
it
.
Never
sell
it
;
allow
it
to
die
tranquilly
and
honorably
of
old
age
,
and
if
you
make
a
campaign
with
it
,
take
as
much
care
of
it
as
you
would
of
an
old
servant
.
Endure
nothing
from
anyone
except
Monsieur
the
Cardinal
and
the
king
.
By
the
latter
I
mean
your
relatives
and
friends
.
Endure
nothing
from
anyone
except
Monsieur
the
Cardinal
and
the
king
.
You
are
young
.
You
ought
to
be
brave
for
two
reasons
:
the
first
is
that
you
are
a
Gascon
,
and
the
second
is
that
you
are
my
son
.
You
are
young
.
You
ought
to
be
brave
for
two
reasons
:
the
first
is
that
you
are
a
Gascon
,
and
the
second
is
that
you
are
my
son
.
Fight
on
all
occasions
.
I
have
taught
you
how
to
handle
a
sword
;
you
have
thews
of
iron
,
a
wrist
of
steel
.
Fight
on
all
occasions
.
Fight
the
more
for
duels
being
forbidden
,
since
consequently
there
is
twice
as
much
courage
in
fighting
.
I
have
nothing
to
give
you
,
my
son
,
but
fifteen
crowns
,
my
horse
,
and
the
counsels
you
have
just
heard
.
Your
mother
will
add
to
them
a
recipe
for
a
certain
balsam
,
which
she
had
from
a
Bohemian
and
which
has
the
miraculous
virtue
of
curing
all
wounds
that
do
not
reach
the
heart
.
Take
advantage
of
all
,
and
live
happily
and
long
.
I
have
but
one
word
to
add
,
and
that
is
to
propose
an
example
to
you
--
not
mine
,
for
I
myself
have
never
appeared
at
court
,
and
have
only
taken
part
in
religious
wars
as
a
volunteer
;
I
speak
of
Monsieur
de
Treville
,
who
was
formerly
my
neighbor
,
and
who
had
the
honor
to
be
,
as
a
child
,
the
play
-
fellow
of
our
king
,
Louis
XIII
,
whom
God
preserve
!
Sometimes
their
play
degenerated
into
battles
,
and
in
these
battles
the
king
was
not
always
the
stronger
.
The
blows
which
he
received
increased
greatly
his
esteem
and
friendship
for
Monsieur
de
Treville
.
Afterward
,
Monsieur
de
Treville
fought
with
others
:
in
his
first
journey
to
Paris
,
five
times
;
from
the
death
of
the
late
king
till
the
young
one
came
of
age
,
without
reckoning
wars
and
sieges
,
seven
times
;
and
from
that
date
up
to
the
present
day
,
a
hundred
times
,
perhaps
!
So
that
in
spite
of
edicts
,
ordinances
,
and
decrees
,
there
he
is
,
captain
of
the
Musketeers
;
that
is
to
say
,
chief
of
a
legion
of
Caesars
,
whom
the
king
holds
in
great
esteem
and
whom
the
cardinal
dreads
—
he
who
dreads
nothing
,
as
it
is
said
.
Still
further
,
Monsieur
de
Treville
gains
ten
thousand
crowns
a
year
;
he
is
therefore
a
great
noble
.
He
began
as
you
begin
.
Go
to
him
with
this
letter
,
and
make
him
your
model
in
order
that
you
may
do
as
he
has
done
.
"
"
Upon
which
M.
d'Artagnan
the
elder
girded
his
own
sword
round
his
son
,
kissed
him
tenderly
on
both
cheeks
,
and
gave
him
his
benediction
.
On
leaving
the
paternal
chamber
,
the
young
man
found
his
mother
,
who
was
waiting
for
him
with
the
famous
recipe
of
which
the
counsels
we
have
just
repeated
would
necessitate
frequent
employment
.
The
adieux
were
on
this
side
longer
and
more
tender
than
they
had
been
on
the
other
--
not
that
M.
d'Artagnan
did
not
love
his
son
,
who
was
his
only
offspring
,
but
M.
d'Artagnan
was
a
man
,
and
he
would
have
considered
it
unworthy
of
a
man
to
give
way
to
his
feelings
;
whereas
Mme.
d'Artagnan
was
a
woman
,
and
still
more
,
a
mother
.
She
wept
abundantly
;
and
--
let
us
speak
it
to
the
praise
of
M.
d'Artagnan
the
younger
--
notwithstanding
the
efforts
he
made
to
remain
firm
,
as
a
future
Musketeer
ought
,
nature
prevailed
,
and
he
shed
many
tears
,
of
which
he
succeeded
with
great
difficulty
in
concealing
the
half
.
