D'Artagnan, the King Maker — page 220: what you’re looking at

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To the Rescue. 207 “Bah!” said the musketeer, with his philosophy, “it is the breakfast next morning which discomposes one a “I see you prepare for the morrow v “Like all the wise, and the foolish! see up at these windows ‘4 “They are blinded and shuttered. I see no one, alack!” ‘Depend wpon it, the women are there. They are try- ing on the Braganza colors to look their best when Don Juan makes the triumphal entry!” “You notice the women a good dea? now! To think of a D’Artagnan exchanging a single thraldom for a double strife!” “Speak from your experience with Madame du Val- lon!” retorted the captain, gayly. “Still,’ surveying the glutted and rosy gallant with pleasure, “you do not look henpecked !” “Well, for my part, I am looking for something more solid than a flower of Portugal on my return from mak- ine aking! Whena wolf goes so far from home to steal, he should not hark back without a fat bird!” “Well, it would not do for you to take home to Mad- ame du Vallon a duck of your choosing! Beware, she may not believe you bought that gorgeous costume for her delight!’ Thus, merry over Pedro’s good cheer, the pair pre- sented a highly contrasting sight to the terror-stricken groups on the plaza. “What were your orders?” said the elder musketeer, stretching as if rest were the best thing. “ “To take time and do the business well.’ There must be no failure, to uselessly compromise our King.” a Xs" take time is poor advice for feverish France, but——— “This is the idlers’ pleasure ground; we shall not be surprised by the Spanish! In fact Trumpets were heard, and drum a as though to object to him. “There’s your rebuke!” “Thunder! it is the garrison sallying out of the citadel!’ said the Gascon, rising. “We shall be massacred in the ruck of these goosecaps, unless they scuttle into their cellars!” COMMICMOOoOkS. conn