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"
Come
in
,
my
braves
,
"
said
the
king
,
"
come
in
;
I
am
going
to
scold
you
.
"
The
Musketeers
advanced
,
bowing
,
d'Artagnan
following
closely
behind
them
.
"
What
the
devil
!
"
continued
the
king
.
"
Seven
of
his
Eminence
's
Guards
placed
HORS
DE
COMBAT
by
you
four
in
two
days
!
That
's
too
many
,
gentlemen
,
too
many
!
If
you
go
on
so
,
his
Eminence
will
be
forced
to
renew
his
company
in
three
weeks
,
and
I
to
put
the
edicts
in
force
in
all
their
rigor
.
One
now
and
then
I
do
n't
say
much
about
;
but
seven
in
two
days
,
I
repeat
,
it
is
too
many
,
it
is
far
too
many
!
"
"
Therefore
,
sire
,
your
Majesty
sees
that
they
are
come
,
quite
contrite
and
repentant
,
to
offer
you
their
excuses
.
"
"
Quite
contrite
and
repentant
!
Hem
!
"
said
the
king
.
"
I
place
no
confidence
in
their
hypocritical
faces
.
In
particular
,
there
is
one
yonder
of
a
Gascon
look
.
Come
hither
,
monsieur
.
"
D'Artagnan
,
who
understood
that
it
was
to
him
this
compliment
was
addressed
,
approached
,
assuming
a
most
deprecating
air
.
"
Why
you
told
me
he
was
a
young
man
?
This
is
a
boy
,
Treville
,
a
mere
boy
!
Do
you
mean
to
say
that
it
was
he
who
bestowed
that
severe
thrust
at
Jussac
?
"
"
And
those
two
equally
fine
thrusts
at
Bernajoux
.
"
"
Truly
!
"
"
Without
reckoning
,
"
said
Athos
,
"
that
if
he
had
not
rescued
me
from
the
hands
of
Cahusac
,
I
should
not
now
have
the
honor
of
making
my
very
humble
reverence
to
your
Majesty
.
"
