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"
It
seems
,
nevertheless
--
"
"
Come
,
gentlemen
,
come
!
"
said
d'Artagnan
,
aloud
;
"
I
have
no
motive
for
defending
Monsieur
.
I
saw
him
today
for
the
first
time
,
and
he
can
tell
you
on
what
occasion
;
he
came
to
demand
the
rent
of
my
lodging
.
Is
that
not
true
,
Monsieur
Bonacieux
?
Answer
!
"
"
That
is
the
very
truth
,
"
cried
the
mercer
;
"
but
Monsieur
does
not
tell
you
--
"
"
Silence
,
with
respect
to
me
,
silence
,
with
respect
to
my
friends
;
silence
about
the
queen
,
above
all
,
or
you
will
ruin
everybody
without
saving
yourself
!
Come
,
come
,
gentlemen
,
remove
the
fellow
.
"
And
d'Artagnan
pushed
the
half-stupefied
mercer
among
the
Guards
,
saying
to
him
,
"
You
are
a
shabby
old
fellow
,
my
dear
.
You
come
to
demand
money
of
me
--
of
a
Musketeer
!
To
prison
with
him
!
Gentlemen
,
once
more
,
take
him
to
prison
,
and
keep
him
under
key
as
long
as
possible
;
that
will
give
me
time
to
pay
him
.
"
The
officers
were
full
of
thanks
,
and
took
away
their
prey
.
As
they
were
going
down
d'Artagnan
laid
his
hand
on
the
shoulder
of
their
leader
.
"
May
I
not
drink
to
your
health
,
and
you
to
mine
?
"
said
d'Artagnan
,
filling
two
glasses
with
the
Beaugency
wine
which
he
had
obtained
from
the
liberality
of
M.
Bonacieux
.
"
That
will
do
me
great
honor
,
"
said
the
leader
of
the
posse
,
"
and
I
accept
thankfully
.
"
"
Then
to
yours
,
monsieur
--
what
is
your
name
?
"
"
Boisrenard
.
"
