D'Artagnan, the King Maker — page 306: what you’re looking at

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As the Knight, so His Squire. 287 officer! If you must lodge me, be it befittingly to your present rank—if not to mine!’ } Fe followed the promoted trainband man like a poodle. In the outer room the Portuguese nobles lingered, but they averted their eyes not to meet the reproachful gaze otf him they had abandoned at his altitude. All they saw was the superfine costume, and the magnificent sword, carried triumphantly by the militia sergeant. “Whither am I to conduct him? All places are in somebody’s thands!” said the puzzled man. “Any stronghold. Hasten!” “But they won't take us in!’’ objected he, piteously. ‘Fool! the retired garrison is encamped on the Madrid road, just by the gate. Surround him with all your sol- diers and lose no time. On the way you should meet Don Jorge de Marianda, to whom you can transfer your charge Kg At the garden outlet the sergeant found this men, rest- less, trmorous. From the uproar around them they were still unable to tell whether the pyrotechnics would cele- brate the expected prince’s elevation or downfall. “To the Spanish camp, ‘Madrid Gate!” said the officer, quickly. He congratulated himself on having the opportunity which comes only once to an ambitious clothworker or others. Not for the world would he have his men guess what captive the was hurrying out of the city; not for twice as much would he have met Don Jorge or any one likely to wrest the palm from him. A captain, already! why, ‘his reward at this rate, would make his fellow- wardsmen green with envy. He saw himself draper to the court—of Juan or Philip—as the should contrive it. Familiar with the ways, they reached the wall by a short route. The petty gate of the basket weavers’ lane was guarded by acquaintances; they passed through, with a joke about the fine tailor’s model they had dressed up for a patron to choose his wedding garment by. Within the hour D’Artagnan was lodged in a marquee in the Spanish encampment. To prevent injudicious ex- citement, only the principals were informed of the iden- tity of the capture. It caused a deep and varied debate. The Spanish commander, bribed to quit the citadel, im CORNICE OOO KS (E(0)