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501 47 | dull jokes, my dear," said Porthos. ~"I do not jest," said
502 47 | Athos. ~"Do you know," said Porthos, "that to twist that damned
503 47 | I say I am entirely of Porthos's opinion," replied Aramis. ~"
504 47 | Fortunately, she is far off," said Porthos, "for I confess she would
505 47 | strangle her, hang her?" said Porthos. "It is only the dead who
506 47 | return." ~"You think so, Porthos?" replied the Musketeer,
507 47 | return to the camp?" said Porthos. "I don't think the sides
508 47 | miracle." ~"Bravo!" cried Porthos. "Decidedly, Athos, you
509 47 | Artagnan. ~"And I mine," said Porthos. ~"And I mine," said Aramis. ~"
510 47 | d'Artagnan. ~"No," cried Porthos; "there go three or four,
511 47 | was silent. ~"But," said Porthos, "I think I have an idea,
512 47 | Silence for Monsieur Porthos's idea!" said Aramis. ~"
513 47 | approving the idea of Monsieur Porthos." ~"For shame!" said Aramis. "
514 47 | Ah, my faith, yes!" said Porthos and d'Artagnan, at the same
515 47 | Without reckoning," objected Porthos, "that the queen would save
516 47 | said d'Artagnan, "what Porthos says is full of sense." ~"
517 47 | regiment, do you?" said Porthos. ~"Why not?" said Musketeer. "
518 47 | You comprehend?" said Porthos. ~"And do you comprehend,
519 47 | however, to comprehend," said Porthos. ~"That is useless." ~"Yes,
520 47 | wish." ~"And yet," said Porthos, "I would like to know what
521 47 | Grimaud is about." ~"Silence, Porthos!" said Aramis. ~"What is
522 47 | d'Artagnan. ~"Ay," said Porthos, "if we cannot leave the
523 47 | All very well," said Porthos, "but I should like to understand." ~"
524 47 | fusillade. ~"What's that?" asked Porthos, "what are they firing at
525 47 | now," said the astonished Porthos. ~"That's lucky," said Athos,
526 47 | Ah, to be sure," cried Porthos, "there is a diamond. Why
527 47 | Aramis. ~"Well thought of, Porthos; this time you have an idea." ~"
528 47 | idea." ~"Undoubtedly," said Porthos, drawing himself up at Athos'
529 47 | Monsieur the Abbe? I don't ask Porthos; his opinion has been given." ~"
530 47 | time that idea came into Porthos's head. Here we are at the
531 47 | names?" ~"Messieurs Athos, Porthos, and Aramis." ~"Still my
532 48 | the idea, the lackeys. ~Porthos had discovered the means,
533 48 | master unlocked his mouth. Porthos boasted of the strength
534 48 | province." ~"Ay, ay!" said Porthos; "pass the pen to Aramis,
535 48 | me." ~"And me also," said Porthos. ~D'Artagnan and Athos looked
536 48 | Artagnan. ~"Bah!" cried Porthos. "Impossible! What do you
537 48 | on her shoulder?" cried Porthos. ~"Yes." ~These three yeses
538 48 | Aramis raised his eyes and Porthos started. As to Athos, he
539 48 | thousand livres!" cried Porthos. "That poor little diamond
540 48 | Musketeer. ~"And I," said Porthos, rolling his large eyes, "
541 48 | his arm, and went out. ~Porthos and Aramis remained behind
542 48 | even extended to Aramis and Porthos. Athos alone remained unmoved,
543 48 | A woman of mark!" said Porthos, with his loud laugh. ~Athos
544 48 | behind, giving his arm to Porthos. Aramis mumbled verses to
545 48 | mumbled verses to himself, and Porthos from time to time pulled
546 48 | Planchet!" repeated Aramis and Porthos. ~"Well, yes, Planchet,
547 48 | Artagnan. ~"And me, too!" said Porthos. ~"And me, too!" said Aramis. ~"
548 51 | that is to say, Athos, Porthos, and Aramis. ~It may be
549 51 | Grimaud kept bad watch!" cried Porthos, who had a great inclination
550 51 | it is to be hoped," said Porthos; "for they have this morning
551 51 | the letter, then?" asked Porthos. ~"Come here, Grimaud,"
552 60 | the gross pleasantry of Porthos, begged his friends not
553 60 | buzzing in his ears, which Porthos explained thus: "A very
554 60 | share of the diamond, and Porthos and Aramis have not eaten
555 60 | village." ~"Armentieres," read Porthos; "Armentieres? I don't know
556 61 | of his friends, Messieurs Porthos and Aramis!" ~"Indeed! you
557 62 | useful; as to the fourth, Porthos, he is a fool, a simpleton,
558 62 | of Madame de Chevreuse; Porthos an ass; Madame Bonacieux
559 63 | replaced his in his belt; Porthos and Aramis, who held their
560 63 | losing her senses!" ~While Porthos was calling for help with
561 63 | panting into the arms of Porthos and Aramis. ~D'Artagnan
562 63 | chamber and went to that of Porthos. He found him clothed in
563 63 | dear friend?" exclaimed Porthos. "How do you think these
564 63 | better." ~"What?" asked Porthos. ~"That of a lieutenant
565 63 | D'Artagnan related to Porthos the substance of his interview
566 63 | it and become my chief." ~Porthos cast his eyes over the commission
567 63 | possession of his command. Porthos left the service, and in
568 63 | heaven, run, call! Aramis! Porthos! Call for help!" ~"Useless!"
569 63 | and as icy as herself. ~Porthos wept; Aramis pointed toward
570 63 | friends, Messieurs Athos, Porthos, and Aramis." ~The persons
571 63 | and to d'Artagnan, whom Porthos and Aramis were trying to
572 63 | himself from the arms of Porthos and Aramis, and threw himself
573 63 | friend to make a sign to Porthos and Aramis to go and fetch
574 63 | the inn without reply. ~Porthos and Aramis regarded each
575 63 | revealed such a secret. Porthos and Aramis looked at each
576 65 | Several times Lord de Winter, Porthos, or Aramis, tried to talk
577 65 | Behind d'Artagnan entered Porthos, Aramis, Lord de Winter,
578 65 | evening." ~He turned towards Porthos and Aramis. ~"We bear witness
579 65 | bear witness to this," said Porthos and Aramis, in the same
580 65 | other side of the room with Porthos and Aramis. ~"Your turn,
581 65 | husband die?" ~"Horror!" cried Porthos and Aramis. ~"Assassin of
582 65 | Lord de Winter. ~"Messieurs Porthos and Aramis," repeated Athos, "
583 65 | Winter, d'Artagnan, Athos, Porthos, and Aramis, went out close
584 66 | Lord de Winter, d'Artagnan, Porthos, and Aramis walked behind
585 67 | glance backward, and saw that Porthos and Aramis had placed themselves
586 67 | chamber and went to that of Porthos. He found him clothed in
587 67 | dear friend?" exclaimed Porthos. "How do you think these
588 67 | better." ~"What?" asked Porthos. ~"That of a lieutenant
589 67 | D'Artagnan related to Porthos the substance of his interview
590 67 | it and become my chief." ~Porthos cast his eyes over the commission
591 67 | possession of his command. Porthos left the service, and in
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