Alexander Dumas

The Complete d'Artagnan Romances

The Three Musketeers (French: Les Trois Mousquetaires) is a novel by Alexandre Dumas, père, and was first serialized in March–July 1844 in the newspaper Le Siècle. Set in the 17th century, it recounts the adventures of a young man named d'Artagnan after he leaves home to travel to Paris, to join the Musketeers of the Guard. D'Artagnan is not one of the musketeers of the title; those are his friends Athos, Porthos and Aramis, inseparable friends who live by the motto «all for one, one for all» («tous pour un, un pour tous»), a motto which is first put forth by d'Artagnan. The d'Artagnan Romances are a set of three novels by Alexandre Dumas telling the story of the musketeer d'Artagnan from his humble beginnings in Gascony to his death as a marshal of France in the Siege of Maastricht in 1673. The three novels are: The Three Musketeers, set in 1625. Twenty Years After, set in 1648. And The Vicomte of Bragelonne: Ten Years Later, set between 1660 and 1673, this vast novel has been split into four volumes; The Vicomte de Bragelonne, Ten Years Later, Louise de la Vallière and The Man in the Iron Mask.
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    friends, who had nothing important to say to each other, and follow Aramis.

    Upon being informed that the person who wanted to speak to him came from Tours, we have seen with what rapidity the young man followed, or rather went before, Bazin; he ran without stopping from the Rue Ferou to the Rue de Vaugirard. On entering he found a man of short stature and intelligent eyes, but covered with rags.

    "You have asked for me?" said the Musketeer.

    "I wish to speak with Monsieur Aramis. Is that your name, monsieur?"

    "My very own. You have brought me something?"

    "Yes, if you show me a certain embroidered handkerchief
    b6161972767has quoted3 months ago
    They found him up, less pale than when d'Artagnan left him after his first visit, and seated at a table on which, though he was alone, was spread enough for four persons. This dinner consisted of meats nicely dressed, choice wines, and superb fruit.

    "Ah, PARDIEU!" said he, rising, "you come in the nick of time, gentlemen. I was just beginning the soup, and you will dine with me."

    "Oh, oh!" said d'Artagnan, "Mousqueton has not caught these bottles with his lasso. Besides, here is a piquant FRICANDEAU and a fillet of beef."

    "I am recruiting myself," said Porthos, "I am recruiting myself. Nothing weakens a man more than these devilish strains. Did you ever suffer from a strain, Athos?"

    "Never! Though I remember, in our affair of the Rue Ferou, I received a sword wound which at the end of fifteen or eighteen days produced the same effect."

    "But this dinner was not intended for you alone, Porthos?" said Aramis.

    "No," said Porthos, "I expected some gentlemen of the neighborhood, who have just sent me word they could not come. You will take their places and I shall not lose by the exchange. HOLA, Mousqueton, seats, and order double the bottles!"

    "Do you know what we are eating here?" said Athos, at the end of ten minutes.

    "PARDIEU!" replied d'Artagnan, "for my part, I am eating veal garnished with shrimps and vegetables."

    "And I some lamb chops," said Porthos.

    "And I a plain chicken," said Aramis.

    "You are all mistaken, gentlemen," answered Athos, gravely; "you are eating horse."

    "Eating what?" said d'Artagnan.

    "Horse!" said Aramis, with a grimace of disgust.

    Porthos alone made no reply.

    "Yes, horse. Are we not eating a horse, Porthos? And perhaps his saddle, therewith."

    "No, gentlemen, I have kept the harness," said Porthos.

    "My faith," said Aramis, "we are all alike. One would think
    b6161972767has quoted3 months ago
    Ah, monsieur, you infuse genuine balm into my blood. We have made considerable advances; and this very morning the surgeon declared that if Monsieur Porthos did not pay him, he should look to me, as it was I who had sent for him."

    "Porthos is wounded, then?"

    "I cannot tell you, monsieur."

    "What! You cannot tell me? Surely you ought to be able to tell me better than any other person."

    "Yes; but in our situation we must not say all we know--particularly as we have been warned that our ears should answer for our tongues."

    "Well, can I see Porthos?"

    "Certainly, monsieur. Take the stairs on your right; go up the first flight and knock at Number One. Only warn him that it is you."

    "Why should I do that?"

    "Because, monsieur, some mischief might happen to you."

    "Of what kind, in the name of wonder?"

    "Monsieur Porthos may imagine you belong to the house, and in a fit of passion might run his sword through you or blow out your brains."

    "What have you done to him, then?"

    "We have asked him for money."

    "The devil! Ah, I can understand that. It is a demand that Porthos takes very ill when he is not in funds; but I know he must be so at present."

    "We thought so, too, monsieur. As our house is carried on

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