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"
What
!
"
demanded
d'Artagnan
.
"
Whom
do
I
see
yonder
?
"
"
Where
?
"
"
In
the
street
,
facing
your
window
,
in
the
embrasure
of
that
door
--
a
man
wrapped
in
a
cloak
.
"
"
It
is
he
!
"
cried
d'Artagnan
and
the
citizen
at
the
same
time
,
each
having
recognized
his
man
.
"
Ah
,
this
time
,
"
cried
d'Artagnan
,
springing
to
his
sword
,
"
this
time
he
will
not
escape
me
!
"
Drawing
his
sword
from
its
scabbard
,
he
rushed
out
of
the
apartment
.
On
the
staircase
he
met
Athos
and
Porthos
,
who
were
coming
to
see
him
.
They
separated
,
and
d'Artagnan
rushed
between
them
like
a
dart
.
"
Pah
!
Where
are
you
going
?
"
cried
the
two
Musketeers
in
a
breath
.
"
The
man
of
Meung
!
"
replied
d'Artagnan
,
and
disappeared
D'Artagnan
had
more
than
once
related
to
his
friends
his
adventure
with
the
stranger
,
as
well
as
the
apparition
of
the
beautiful
foreigner
,
to
whom
this
man
had
confided
some
important
missive
.
