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"
And
why
so
.
"
"
Zounds
,
monsieur
!
Because
he
had
boasted
that
he
would
perforate
the
stranger
with
whom
you
left
him
in
dispute
;
whereas
the
stranger
,
on
the
contrary
,
in
spite
of
all
his
rodomontades
quickly
threw
him
on
his
back
.
As
Monsieur
Porthos
is
a
very
boastful
man
,
he
insists
that
nobody
shall
know
he
has
received
this
wound
except
the
duchess
,
whom
he
endeavored
to
interest
by
an
account
of
his
adventure
.
"
"
It
is
a
wound
that
confines
him
to
his
bed
?
"
"
Ah
,
and
a
master
stroke
,
too
,
I
assure
you
.
Your
friend
's
soul
must
stick
tight
to
his
body
.
"
"
Were
you
there
,
then
?
"
"
Monsieur
,
I
followed
them
from
curiosity
,
so
that
I
saw
the
combat
without
the
combatants
seeing
me
.
"
"
And
what
took
place
?
"
"
Oh
!
The
affair
was
not
long
,
I
assure
you
.
They
placed
themselves
on
guard
;
the
stranger
made
a
feint
and
a
lunge
,
and
that
so
rapidly
that
when
Monsieur
Porthos
came
to
the
PARADE
,
he
had
already
three
inches
of
steel
in
his
breast
.
He
immediately
fell
backward
.
The
stranger
placed
the
point
of
his
sword
at
his
throat
;
and
Monsieur
Porthos
,
finding
himself
at
the
mercy
of
his
adversary
,
acknowledged
himself
conquered
.
Upon
which
the
stranger
asked
his
name
,
and
learning
that
it
was
Porthos
,
and
not
d'Artagnan
,
he
assisted
him
to
rise
,
brought
him
back
to
the
hotel
,
mounted
his
horse
,
and
disappeared
.
"
"
So
it
was
with
Monsieur
d'Artagnan
this
stranger
meant
to
quarrel
?
"
"
It
appears
so
.
"
