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And
the
four
friends
,
seconded
by
Grimaud
,
pushed
with
the
barrels
of
their
muskets
an
enormous
sheet
of
the
wall
,
which
bent
as
if
pushed
by
the
wind
,
and
detaching
itself
from
its
base
,
fell
with
a
horrible
crash
into
the
ditch
.
Then
a
fearful
crash
was
heard
;
a
cloud
of
dust
mounted
toward
the
sky
--
and
all
was
over
!
"
Can
we
have
destroyed
them
all
,
from
the
first
to
the
last
?
"
said
Athos
.
"
My
faith
,
it
appears
so
!
"
said
d'Artagnan
.
"
No
,
"
cried
Porthos
;
"
there
go
three
or
four
,
limping
away
.
"
In
fact
,
three
or
four
of
these
unfortunate
men
,
covered
with
dirt
and
blood
,
fled
along
the
hollow
way
,
and
at
length
regained
the
city
.
These
were
all
who
were
left
of
the
little
troop
.
Athos
looked
at
his
watch
.
"
Gentlemen
,
"
said
he
,
"
we
have
been
here
an
hour
,
and
our
wager
is
won
;
but
we
will
be
fair
players
.
Besides
,
d'Artagnan
has
not
told
us
his
idea
yet
.
"
And
the
Musketeer
,
with
his
usual
coolness
,
reseated
himself
before
the
remains
of
the
breakfast
.
"
My
idea
?
"
said
d'Artagnan
.
"
Yes
;
you
said
you
had
an
idea
,
"
said
Athos
.
