Dismayed,D'Artagnan said to himself:'I can't draw back.But at least of I am killed,I shall me be killed by a Musketeer!'
D'Artagnan knew no one in Paris.He went to meet Athos alone,determined to fight well.When Athos arrived,he brought the other two man they were to fight,one after the other.
'Now that you are here,gentleman,'D'Artagnan said,'I wish to apologise.'
At the word'apologise'he saw contempt appear in their faces.They thought him a coward.His hot blood rose.
'You don't understand!I apologise only in case I am unable to fight all three of you.Monsieur Athos had the right to kill me first.And now-on guard!'
With the most gallant air possible,D'Artagnan drew his sword.Athos had just drawn his when a company of the Cardinal's Guards appeared.
'Sheathe your swords!'called Porthos and Aramis together,but it was too late.
'Fighting,Musketeers?'cried one of the Guards mockingly.'You know that isn't allowed.Put up your swords.You're under arrest!'
'Never!'called the three Musketeers.'There may only be three of us,but we will fight.'
'You are wrong-there are four of us,'D'Artagnan said quietly.'Try me.'
'What's your name,brave fellow?'asked Athos.
'D'Artagnan,monsieur.'
'Well,then,Athos,Porthos,Aramis and D'Artagnan,forward!'
Swords clashed and men cried out as they fought fiercely to and fro.The Cardinal's Guards were also good swordsmen,but at last they were beaten off.Afterwards,the four returned to Monsieur de Treville's headquarters,arm in arm.
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