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D'Artagnan
was
astounded
by
the
terrible
confidence
of
Athos
;
yet
many
things
appeared
very
obscure
to
him
in
this
half
revelation
.
In
the
first
place
it
had
been
made
by
a
man
quite
drunk
to
one
who
was
half
drunk
;
and
yet
,
in
spite
of
the
incertainty
which
the
vapor
of
three
or
four
bottles
of
Burgundy
carries
with
it
to
the
brain
,
d'Artagnan
,
when
awaking
on
the
following
morning
,
had
all
the
words
of
Athos
as
present
to
his
memory
as
if
they
then
fell
from
his
mouth
--
they
had
been
so
impressed
upon
his
mind
.
All
this
doubt
only
gave
rise
to
a
more
lively
desire
of
arriving
at
a
certainty
,
and
he
went
into
his
friend
's
chamber
with
a
fixed
determination
of
renewing
the
conversation
of
the
preceding
evening
;
but
he
found
Athos
quite
himself
again
--
that
is
to
say
,
the
most
shrewd
and
impenetrable
of
men
.
Besides
which
,
the
Musketeer
,
after
having
exchanged
a
hearty
shake
of
the
hand
with
him
,
broached
the
matter
first
.
"
I
was
pretty
drunk
yesterday
,
d'Artagnan
,
"
said
he
,
"
I
can
tell
that
by
my
tongue
,
which
was
swollen
and
hot
this
morning
,
and
by
my
pulse
,
which
was
very
tremulous
.
I
wager
that
I
uttered
a
thousand
extravagances
.
"
While
saying
this
he
looked
at
his
friend
with
an
earnestness
that
embarrassed
him
.
"
No
,
"
replied
d'Artagnan
,
"
if
I
recollect
well
what
you
said
,
it
was
nothing
out
of
the
common
way
.
"
"
Ah
,
you
surprise
me
.
I
thought
I
had
told
you
a
most
lamentable
story
.
"
And
he
looked
at
the
young
man
as
if
he
would
read
the
bottom
of
his
heart
.
"
My
faith
,
"
said
d'Artagnan
,
"
it
appears
that
I
was
more
drunk
than
you
,
since
I
remember
nothing
of
the
kind
.
"
Athos
did
not
trust
this
reply
,
and
he
resumed
;
"
you
can
not
have
failed
to
remark
,
my
dear
friend
,
that
everyone
has
his
particular
kind
of
drunkenness
,
sad
or
gay
.
My
drunkenness
is
always
sad
,
and
when
I
am
thoroughly
drunk
my
mania
is
to
relate
all
the
lugubrious
stories
which
my
foolish
nurse
inculcated
into
my
brain
.
That
is
my
failing
--
a
capital
failing
,
I
admit
;
but
with
that
exception
,
I
am
a
good
drinker
.
"
Athos
spoke
this
in
so
natural
a
manner
that
d'Artagnan
was
shaken
in
his
conviction
.
"
It
is
that
,
then
,
"
replied
the
young
man
,
anxious
to
find
out
the
truth
,
"
it
is
that
,
then
,
I
remember
as
we
remember
a
dream
.
We
were
speaking
of
hanging
.
"
"
Ah
,
you
see
how
it
is
,
"
said
Athos
,
becoming
still
paler
,
but
yet
attempting
to
laugh
;
"
I
was
sure
it
was
so
--
the
hanging
of
people
is
my
nightmare
.
"
