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"
But
what
is
to
be
done
?
"
said
d'Artagnan
.
"
Nothing
,
absolutely
nothing
,
at
present
,
but
quitting
Paris
,
as
I
told
you
,
as
soon
as
possible
.
I
will
see
the
queen
;
I
will
relate
to
her
the
details
of
the
disappearance
of
this
poor
woman
,
of
which
she
is
no
doubt
ignorant
.
These
details
will
guide
her
on
her
part
,
and
on
your
return
,
I
shall
perhaps
have
some
good
news
to
tell
you
.
Rely
on
me
.
"
D'Artagnan
knew
that
,
although
a
Gascon
,
M.
de
Treville
was
not
in
the
habit
of
making
promises
,
and
that
when
by
chance
he
did
promise
,
he
more
than
kept
his
word
.
He
bowed
to
him
,
then
,
full
of
gratitude
for
the
past
and
for
the
future
;
and
the
worthy
captain
,
who
on
his
side
felt
a
lively
interest
in
this
young
man
,
so
brave
and
so
resolute
,
pressed
his
hand
kindly
,
wishing
him
a
pleasant
journey
.
Determined
to
put
the
advice
of
M.
de
Treville
in
practice
instantly
,
d'Artagnan
directed
his
course
toward
the
Rue
des
Fossoyeurs
,
in
order
to
superintend
the
packing
of
his
valise
.
On
approaching
the
house
,
he
perceived
M.
Bonacieux
in
morning
costume
,
standing
at
his
threshold
.
All
that
the
prudent
Planchet
had
said
to
him
the
preceding
evening
about
the
sinister
character
of
the
old
man
recurred
to
the
mind
of
d'Artagnan
,
who
looked
at
him
with
more
attention
than
he
had
done
before
.
In
fact
,
in
addition
to
that
yellow
,
sickly
paleness
which
indicates
the
insinuation
of
the
bile
in
the
blood
,
and
which
might
,
besides
,
be
accidental
,
d'Artagnan
remarked
something
perfidiously
significant
in
the
play
of
the
wrinkled
features
of
his
countenance
.
A
rogue
does
not
laugh
in
the
same
way
that
an
honest
man
does
;
a
hypocrite
does
not
shed
the
tears
of
a
man
of
good
faith
.
All
falsehood
is
a
mask
;
and
however
well
made
the
mask
may
be
,
with
a
little
attention
we
may
always
succeed
in
distinguishing
it
from
the
true
face
.
It
appeared
,
then
,
to
d'Artagnan
that
M.
Bonacieux
wore
a
mask
,
and
likewise
that
that
mask
was
most
disagreeable
to
look
upon
.
In
consequence
of
this
feeling
of
repugnance
,
he
was
about
to
pass
without
speaking
to
him
,
but
,
as
he
had
done
the
day
before
,
M.
Bonacieux
accosted
him
.
"
Well
,
young
man
,
"
said
he
,
"
we
appear
to
pass
rather
gay
nights
!
Seven
o'clock
in
the
morning
!
PESTE
!
You
seem
to
reverse
ordinary
customs
,
and
come
home
at
the
hour
when
other
people
are
going
out
.
"
"
No
one
can
reproach
you
for
anything
of
the
kind
,
Monsieur
Bonacieux
,
"
said
the
young
man
;
"
you
are
a
model
for
regular
people
.
It
is
true
that
when
a
man
possesses
a
young
and
pretty
wife
,
he
has
no
need
to
seek
happiness
elsewhere
.
Happiness
comes
to
meet
him
,
does
it
not
,
Monsieur
Bonacieux
?
"
Bonacieux
became
as
pale
as
death
,
and
grinned
a
ghastly
smile
.
"
Ah
,
ah
!
"
said
Bonacieux
,
"
you
are
a
jocular
companion
!
But
where
the
devil
were
you
gladding
last
night
,
my
young
master
?
It
does
not
appear
to
be
very
clean
in
the
crossroads
.
"
