The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-06-19
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 ''Yes. monsieur.' said -xousQueton, ~but in . very i'll humor Go on!" And he continued his way toward the Quai des Grands Augustus, while the two friends went to ring at the bell of the unfortunate Porthos. He, hay ing seen them crossing the yard, took care not to. answer, and they rang in vain
 In the meanwhile Mousqueton con- tinuod on his way, and, crossing the Pont Neuf, stiu driving the two soKy aninnals before him, he reached the street where. dwelt tho lawyer. and his wife. When arrived there he fasten- Cd, according to the orders of his mas ter, both t6e hotss and mule to the knocker- of the attexnoy's deer. Then without taking any. hesd. of. their fu- ture fate he refurned to Porthos and told him that his commission was completed
 In shert time the two unfortunate beasls, who had not eaten anything sinns the morning. made such a noise wit1 the Enocker thatsthe lawyer ors lse2d his boy to ge and inquire in the nsighborhood to whom this horse and mule 6elonfed- sss <es
 Nine Cequenard recognisedsher pres eut and could not at ffst comprehend this restitutions but the yisit of Porthos soon enlightened heRs Tho anger which fred the eyeo Of the muSketeer, sfn spite of his eA6ftS to suppress 1t, terri lled his aensitive lover. Porthos went away after having appointed meet ing with the Meman in the cloisters of St. Maglo1fe. Tha Husband, seeing he was going, invited him to dinner, an in- v1tation which the ~musketeer refused with an air of majesty. .sf,s.2
 Mnal C9quenard repaired trembling to the cloistess of St. Maglcire. for she guessed xhe reproaches that awaited her there. but she was fascinated by the lofty airs of Porthos
 All that which man wounded in his self love could let fall in the shape of inprecations and reproaches upon tho head of . woman PorthOs let fall upon her bowed head. @s ssst
 '.Alas." said che, "I. did all for the best. One of our clients is a horse dealer. took tho mule and the horse for what he owed US. He assured me that they were two noble steedsr'
 Well, madame," said Porthos, 'if he owed you moro than crowns your horse dealer is a thief"
 And Porthos, turning on his heel, made . step to retire.
 She hung herself upon the arm of Perthos and in the violence of her grief cried out:
 M Porthos, I am ignorant of all such matters. have done wrong, but win repair that wrong. upon my word of honor willr'
 And how win you do that?s asked the musketeer
 Listen to me- This evening M. CoQuensrd is going to the house of M. le Due de Chaulnes, who has sent for him. 1t Is upon consultation, which will last three hours at least Come, we shall be alone and can make up our accounts"
 "Ah, now that is speaking to the puxp0Se, my oodr!
 You pardon me, thenY'
 We shall see." said Porthos~ majes- tically.
 And they separated, both saying, "Tili this evening"
 On the morning following the even ing so fondly anticipated by both Por- thos and D'Artagnan, Athos sat chew ing the cud of recollection. in which the bitter somewhat predominated oyer the sweet, when his meditations were pleasingly interrupted by the appear apce of D'Artasnan, We cay pleas-. ingly because Athoa took particular pleasure in the society of the frank, shrewt 0aocon.
 As to the Cascon, he was in exubes- ant spirits, but spirits which to the cool, observant eye of Athos sE6meii rather feverfsh than: natural.
 This seems to have been an atIspi- cious night with you, D'Artagnan," said Athes. s'Did you visit your fas- cinattrg Eno11shwomanT P
 "Oh. yes, ,"zreplied D'Artagnan, rub ping his hands, land my revenge is eomplete I wiA tell you all and then you nay. judge for yourself: And with his usual readiness and fuency the Gascon related to his attentive friend the adventures of the evening.
 In the frst place he recapitulated all that our readers know concerning the IaAy's warn letters to De Wardes and OArtagnan's forged reply At this period Athos' brow became clouded.
 'sBut proceed" added he gravely.
 "Wel, I perceived my billet had done itD work. At 10 o'clock milady began te be une6Gk. ehe axuse, walked about. sat down aGain, her eyes seeming con- sennt1y e reproaeh the sluggish prog ress ek the pendulum. At length, as tAo t1n6 G0ks sh6d1. them was no mis- a111G -. Her Ieoks eaid distinctly