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"
Decidedly
,
this
is
a
clever
fellow
,
"
murmured
Athos
.
"
And
now
you
are
assembled
,
gentlemen
,
"
said
d'Artagnan
,
"
permit
me
to
offer
you
my
apologies
.
"
At
this
word
APOLOGIES
,
a
cloud
passed
over
the
brow
of
Athos
,
a
haughty
smile
curled
the
lip
of
Porthos
,
and
a
negative
sign
was
the
reply
of
Aramis
.
"
You
do
not
understand
me
,
gentlemen
,
"
said
d'Artagnan
,
throwing
up
his
head
,
the
sharp
and
bold
lines
of
which
were
at
the
moment
gilded
by
a
bright
ray
of
the
sun
.
"
I
asked
to
be
excused
in
case
I
should
not
be
able
to
discharge
my
debt
to
all
three
;
for
Monsieur
Athos
has
the
right
to
kill
me
first
,
which
must
much
diminish
the
face-value
of
your
bill
,
Monsieur
Porthos
,
and
render
yours
almost
null
,
Monsieur
Aramis
.
And
now
,
gentlemen
,
I
repeat
,
excuse
me
,
but
on
that
account
only
,
and
--
on
guard
!
"
At
these
words
,
with
the
most
gallant
air
possible
,
d'Artagnan
drew
his
sword
.
The
blood
had
mounted
to
the
head
of
d'Artagnan
,
and
at
that
moment
he
would
have
drawn
his
sword
against
all
the
Musketeers
in
the
kingdom
as
willingly
as
he
now
did
against
Athos
,
Porthos
,
and
Aramis
.
It
was
a
quarter
past
midday
.
The
sun
was
in
its
zenith
,
and
the
spot
chosen
for
the
scene
of
the
duel
was
exposed
to
its
full
ardor
.
"
It
is
very
hot
,
"
said
Athos
,
drawing
his
sword
in
its
turn
,
"
and
yet
I
can
not
take
off
my
doublet
;
for
I
just
now
felt
my
wound
begin
to
bleed
again
,
and
I
should
not
like
to
annoy
Monsieur
with
the
sight
of
blood
which
he
has
not
drawn
from
me
himself
.
"
"
That
is
true
,
Monsieur
,
"
replied
d'Artagnan
,
"
and
whether
drawn
by
myself
or
another
,
I
assure
you
I
shall
always
view
with
regret
the
blood
of
so
brave
a
gentleman
.
I
will
therefore
fight
in
my
doublet
,
like
yourself
.
"
"
Come
,
come
,
enough
of
such
compliments
!
"
cried
Porthos
.
"
Remember
,
we
are
waiting
for
our
turns
.
"
