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"
My
Friend
,
it
is
the
will
of
fate
that
we
should
be
still
for
some
time
separated
;
but
the
delightful
days
of
youth
are
not
lost
beyond
return
.
Perform
your
duty
in
camp
;
I
will
do
mine
elsewhere
.
Accept
that
which
the
bearer
brings
you
;
make
the
campaign
like
a
handsome
true
gentleman
,
and
think
of
me
,
who
kisses
tenderly
your
black
eyes
.
"
Adieu
;
or
rather
,
AU
REVOIR
.
"
The
mendicant
continued
to
rip
his
garments
;
and
drew
from
amid
his
rags
a
hundred
and
fifty
Spanish
double
pistoles
,
which
he
laid
down
on
the
table
;
then
he
opened
the
door
,
bowed
,
and
went
out
before
the
young
man
,
stupefied
by
his
letter
,
had
ventured
to
address
a
word
to
him
.
Aramis
then
reperused
the
letter
,
and
perceived
a
postscript
:
P.S.
.
You
may
behave
politely
to
the
bearer
,
who
is
a
count
and
a
grandee
of
Spain
!
"
Golden
dreams
!
"
cried
Aramis
.
"
Oh
,
beautiful
life
!
Yes
,
we
are
young
;
yes
,
we
shall
yet
have
happy
days
!
My
love
,
my
blood
,
my
life
!
all
,
all
,
all
,
are
thine
,
my
adored
mistress
!
"
And
he
kissed
the
letter
with
passion
,
without
even
vouchsafing
a
look
at
the
gold
which
sparkled
on
the
table
.
Bazin
scratched
at
the
door
,
and
as
Aramis
had
no
longer
any
reason
to
exclude
him
,
he
bade
him
come
in
.
Bazin
was
stupefied
at
the
sight
of
the
gold
,
and
forgot
that
he
came
to
announce
d'Artagnan
,
who
,
curious
to
know
who
the
mendicant
could
be
,
came
to
Aramis
on
leaving
Athos
.
Now
,
as
d'Artagnan
used
no
ceremony
with
Aramis
,
seeing
that
Bazin
forgot
to
announce
him
,
he
announced
himself
.
