D'Artagnan, the King Maker — page 92: what you’re looking at

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Wind and Wave Wait Not. 83 which will not be painted on the wall of the Hall of Spanish Victories at Madrid.” ies brother, it is no common danger you are court- ing! “Without danger one cannot overcome it!” D’Artagnan shook his head; this peasant had an an- swer for everything he said. “We lack the leader who will answer for everything. A general, a chief who can command men “And money ?” ‘Men to begin with, as that we have the most of. One who can divert nature and natures to his will—for we Portuguese are a stubborn, hidebound folk, who would take poison from a brother-hand and not the counter- bane from a foreigner. Above all, we want a man who will see that the conquerors have the conquest, share for share, as the Brothers of the Coast divide.” ‘Have you the forces for such a one to employ ?” “Portugal is heaving with impatience, like that sea. Half Spain, on the border, through intermarriages and intercourse—if only through the smugglers—goods are so dear! intervolutions of petty trades, blighted by large merchants’ transactions, killing the market for the season —now, these are friendly, at the least. If only, if only,” went on the innkeeper-statesman, gravely, and fastening his eyes in his turn on the musketeer, “Spain were threatened on her hither frontier! But her direst enemy is a broken serpent ti “Cardinal Richelieu a broken man? You may break a serpent, but it will not die until sunset!’ retorted D’Ar- tagnan, animatedly and with pride. “And not yet is his sun gone down!” This abrupt, self-betraying enthusiasm confirmed the rebel’s conjectures, no doubt; but he beat his broad breast, as though pummeling a last doubt into senseless- ness, and in a lighter tone went on: “T think we may hope.” “My comrade, if it were not for hope, the heart would break!’ cheeringly, but enigmatically, replied the Gascon adventurer. “Vou understand,” insisted Pedro, as if he wanted his COMME IOOKS. Eo im