-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Александр Дюма
-
- Три мушкетера
-
- Стр. 325/849
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
"
Why
,
on
making
a
thrust
at
my
adversary
,
whom
I
had
already
hit
three
times
,
and
whom
I
meant
to
finish
with
the
fourth
,
I
put
my
foot
on
a
stone
,
slipped
,
and
strained
my
knee
.
"
"
Truly
?
"
"
Honor
!
Luckily
for
the
rascal
,
for
I
should
have
left
him
dead
on
the
spot
,
I
assure
you
.
"
"
And
what
has
became
of
him
?
"
"
Oh
,
I
do
n't
know
;
he
had
enough
,
and
set
off
without
waiting
for
the
rest
.
But
you
,
my
dear
d'Artagnan
,
what
has
happened
to
you
?
"
"
So
that
this
strain
of
the
knee
,
"
continued
d'Artagnan
,
"
my
dear
Porthos
,
keeps
you
in
bed
?
"
"
My
God
,
that
's
all
.
I
shall
be
about
again
in
a
few
days
.
"
"
Why
did
you
not
have
yourself
conveyed
to
Paris
?
You
must
be
cruelly
bored
here
.
"
"
That
was
my
intention
;
but
,
my
dear
friend
,
I
have
one
thing
to
confess
to
you
.
"
"
What
's
that
?
"
