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"
Plague
stifle
you
and
your
Latin
!
"
said
d'Artagnan
,
who
began
to
feel
all
his
patience
exhausted
.
"
Farewell
,
my
son
,
"
said
the
curate
,
"
till
tomorrow
.
"
"
Till
tomorrow
,
rash
youth
,
"
said
the
Jesuit
.
"
You
promise
to
become
one
of
the
lights
of
the
Church
.
Heaven
grant
that
this
light
prove
not
a
devouring
fire
!
"
D'Artagnan
,
who
for
an
hour
past
had
been
gnawing
his
nails
with
impatience
,
was
beginning
to
attack
the
quick
.
The
two
men
in
black
rose
,
bowed
to
Aramis
and
d'Artagnan
,
and
advanced
toward
the
door
.
Bazin
,
who
had
been
standing
listening
to
all
this
controversy
with
a
pious
jubilation
,
sprang
toward
them
,
took
the
breviary
of
the
curate
and
the
missal
of
the
Jesuit
,
and
walked
respectfully
before
them
to
clear
their
way
.
Aramis
conducted
them
to
the
foot
of
the
stairs
,
and
then
immediately
came
up
again
to
d'Artagnan
,
whose
senses
were
still
in
a
state
of
confusion
.
When
left
alone
,
the
two
friends
at
first
kept
an
embarrassed
silence
.
It
however
became
necessary
for
one
of
them
to
break
it
first
,
and
as
d'Artagnan
appeared
determined
to
leave
that
honor
to
his
companion
,
Aramis
said
,
"
you
see
that
I
am
returned
to
my
fundamental
ideas
.
"
"
Yes
,
efficacious
grace
has
touched
you
,
as
that
gentleman
said
just
now
.
"
"
Oh
,
these
plans
of
retreat
have
been
formed
for
a
long
time
.
You
have
often
heard
me
speak
of
them
,
have
you
not
,
my
friend
?
"
