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There is no doubt of that. Nobody has a higher opinion of the courage and skill of Athos than I have; but I like better to hear my sword clang against lances than against staves. I fear lest Athos has been carried down by a mob of menials. Those fellows strike hard, and don’t leave off in a hurry. This is my reason for wishing to set out again as soon as I possibly can.”
“I will try to accompany you,” said Aramis, “though I scarcely feel in a condition to mount on horseback. When do you set out?”
“To-morrow at daybreak.”
“Till to-morrow, then,” said Aramis; “for though you are made of iron you must need repose.”
The next morning, when D’Artagnan entered Aramis’s chamber, he found him standing at the window.
“My dear Aramis; take care of yourself,” said he; “I will go alone in search of Athos.”
“You are a man of bronze,” replied Aramis.
“No, I have good luck, that is all. But how do you mean to pass your time till I come back?”
Aramis smiled. “I will make verses,” said he.
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