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All
along
the
road
,
what
Athos
had
said
respecting
Mme.
Bonacieux
recurred
to
the
mind
of
the
young
man
.
Although
d'Artagnan
was
not
of
a
very
sentimental
character
,
the
mercer
's
pretty
wife
had
made
a
real
impression
upon
his
heart
.
As
he
said
,
he
was
ready
to
go
to
the
end
of
the
world
to
seek
her
;
but
the
world
,
being
round
,
has
many
ends
,
so
that
he
did
not
know
which
way
to
turn
.
Meantime
,
he
was
going
to
try
to
find
out
Milady
.
Milady
had
spoken
to
the
man
in
the
black
cloak
;
therefore
she
knew
him
.
Now
,
in
the
opinion
of
d'Artagnan
,
it
was
certainly
the
man
in
the
black
cloak
who
had
carried
off
Mme.
Bonacieux
the
second
time
,
as
he
had
carried
her
off
the
first
.
d'Artagnan
then
only
half-lied
,
which
is
lying
but
little
,
when
he
said
that
by
going
in
search
of
Milady
he
at
the
same
time
went
in
search
of
Constance
.
Thinking
of
all
this
,
and
from
time
to
time
giving
a
touch
of
the
spur
to
his
horse
,
d'Artagnan
completed
his
short
journey
,
and
arrived
at
St.
Germain
.
He
had
just
passed
by
the
pavilion
in
which
ten
years
later
Louis
XIV
was
born
.
He
rode
up
a
very
quiet
street
,
looking
to
the
right
and
the
left
to
see
if
he
could
catch
any
vestige
of
his
beautiful
Englishwoman
,
when
from
the
ground
floor
of
a
pretty
house
,
which
,
according
to
the
fashion
of
the
time
,
had
no
window
toward
the
street
,
he
saw
a
face
peep
out
with
which
he
thought
he
was
acquainted
.
This
person
walked
along
the
terrace
,
which
was
ornamented
with
flowers
.
Planchet
recognized
him
first
.
"
Eh
,
monsieur
!
"
said
he
,
addressing
d'Artagnan
,
"
do
n't
you
remember
that
face
which
is
blinking
yonder
?
"
"
No
,
"
said
d'Artagnan
,
"
and
yet
I
am
certain
it
is
not
the
first
time
I
have
seen
that
visage
.
"
"
PARBLEU
,
I
believe
it
is
not
,
"
said
Planchet
.
"
Why
,
it
is
poor
Lubin
,
the
lackey
of
the
Comte
de
Wardes
--
he
whom
you
took
such
good
care
of
a
month
ago
at
Calais
,
on
the
road
to
the
governor
's
country
house
!
"
"
So
it
is
!
"
said
d'Artagnan
;
"
I
know
him
now
.
Do
you
think
he
would
recollect
you
?
"
"
My
faith
,
monsieur
,
he
was
in
such
trouble
that
I
doubt
if
he
can
have
retained
a
very
clear
recollection
of
me
.
"
"
Well
,
go
and
talk
with
the
boy
,
"
said
d'Artagnan
,
"
and
make
out
if
you
can
from
his
conversation
whether
his
master
is
dead
.
"
Planchet
dismounted
and
went
straight
up
to
Lubin
,
who
did
not
at
all
remember
him
,
and
the
two
lackeys
began
to
chat
with
the
best
understanding
possible
;
while
d'Artagnan
turned
the
two
horses
into
a
lane
,
went
round
the
house
,
and
came
back
to
watch
the
conference
from
behind
a
hedge
of
filberts
.
