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"
Come
along
,
Athos
,
come
along
!
"
cried
d'Artagnan
;
"
now
we
have
found
everything
except
money
,
it
would
be
stupid
to
be
killed
.
"
But
Athos
continued
to
march
majestically
,
whatever
remarks
his
companions
made
;
and
they
,
finding
their
remarks
useless
,
regulated
their
pace
by
his
.
Grimaud
and
his
basket
were
far
in
advance
,
out
of
the
range
of
the
balls
.
At
the
end
of
an
instant
they
heard
a
furious
fusillade
.
"
What
's
that
?
"
asked
Porthos
,
"
what
are
they
firing
at
now
?
I
hear
no
balls
whistle
,
and
I
see
nobody
!
"
"
They
are
firing
at
the
corpses
,
"
replied
Athos
.
"
But
the
dead
can
not
return
their
fire
.
"
"
Certainly
not
!
They
will
then
fancy
it
is
an
ambuscade
,
they
will
deliberate
;
and
by
the
time
they
have
found
out
the
pleasantry
,
we
shall
be
out
of
the
range
of
their
balls
.
That
renders
it
useless
to
get
a
pleurisy
by
too
much
haste
.
"
"
Oh
,
I
comprehend
now
,
"
said
the
astonished
Porthos
.
"
That
's
lucky
,
"
said
Athos
,
shrugging
his
shoulders
.
