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"
And
I
mine
,
"
said
Porthos
.
"
And
I
mine
,
"
said
Aramis
.
"
Fire
,
then
,
"
said
Athos
.
The
four
muskets
made
but
one
report
,
but
four
men
fell
.
The
drum
immediately
beat
,
and
the
little
troop
advanced
at
charging
pace
.
Then
the
shots
were
repeated
without
regularity
,
but
always
aimed
with
the
same
accuracy
.
Nevertheless
,
as
if
they
had
been
aware
of
the
numerical
weakness
of
the
friends
,
the
Rochellais
continued
to
advance
in
quick
time
.
With
every
three
shots
at
least
two
men
fell
;
but
the
march
of
those
who
remained
was
not
slackened
.
Arrived
at
the
foot
of
the
bastion
,
there
were
still
more
than
a
dozen
of
the
enemy
.
A
last
discharge
welcomed
them
,
but
did
not
stop
them
;
they
jumped
into
the
ditch
,
and
prepared
to
scale
the
breach
.
"
Now
,
my
friends
,
"
said
Athos
,
"
finish
them
at
a
blow
.
To
the
wall
;
to
the
wall
!
"
