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"
You
are
mistaken
;
I
rode
him
nearly
ten
leagues
in
less
than
an
hour
and
a
half
,
and
he
appeared
no
more
distressed
than
if
he
had
only
made
the
tour
of
the
Place
St.
Sulpice
.
"
"
Ah
,
you
begin
to
awaken
my
regret
.
"
"
Regret
?
"
"
Yes
;
I
have
parted
with
him
.
"
"
How
?
"
"
Why
,
here
is
the
simple
fact
.
This
morning
I
awoke
at
six
o'clock
.
You
were
still
fast
asleep
,
and
I
did
not
know
what
to
do
with
myself
;
I
was
still
stupid
from
our
yesterday
's
debauch
.
As
I
came
into
the
public
room
,
I
saw
one
of
our
Englishman
bargaining
with
a
dealer
for
a
horse
,
his
own
having
died
yesterday
from
bleeding
.
I
drew
near
,
and
found
he
was
bidding
a
hundred
pistoles
for
a
chestnut
nag
.
'
PARDIEU
,
'
said
I
,
'
my
good
gentleman
,
I
have
a
horse
to
sell
,
too
.
'
'
Ay
,
and
a
very
fine
one
!
I
saw
him
yesterday
;
your
friend
's
lackey
was
leading
him
.
'
'
Do
you
think
he
is
worth
a
hundred
pistoles
?
'
'
Yes
!
Will
you
sell
him
to
me
for
that
sum
?
'
'
No
;
but
I
will
play
for
him
.
'
'
What
?
'
'
At
dice
.
'
No
sooner
said
than
done
,
and
I
lost
the
horse
.
Ah
,
ah
!
But
please
to
observe
I
won
back
the
equipage
,
"
cried
Athos
.
D'Artagnan
looked
much
disconcerted
.
"
This
vexes
you
?
"
said
Athos
.
"
Well
,
I
must
confess
it
does
,
"
replied
d'Artagnan
.
"
That
horse
was
to
have
identified
us
in
the
day
of
battle
.
It
was
a
pledge
,
a
remembrance
.
Athos
,
you
have
done
wrong
.
"
