The Three Musketeers

"Ah! This is something new," replied the king. "Will you tell me that

your three damned Musketeers, Athos, Porthos, and Aramis, and your

youngster from Bearn, have not fallen, like so many furies, upon poor

Bernajoux, and have not maltreated him in such a fashion that probably

by this time he is dead? Will you tell me that they did not lay siege to

the hotel of the Duc de la Tremouille, and that they did not endeavor to

burn it?--which would not, perhaps, have been a great misfortune in time

of war, seeing that it is nothing but a nest of Huguenots, but which is,

in time of peace, a frightful example. Tell me, now, can you deny all

this?"

"And who told you this fine story, sire?" asked Treville, quietly.

"Who has told me this fine story, monsieur? Who should it be but he who

watches while I sleep, who labors while I amuse myself, who conducts

everything at home and abroad--in France as in Europe?"

"Your Majesty probably refers to God," said M. de Treville; "for I know

no one except God who can be so far above your Majesty

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