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The Vicomte De Bragelonne 219 at Prostate Health
a sight worth looking at."The workmen, as commanded by the engineer, drew back withtheir ears down, and shaking their heads, with the exceptionof the one who held the plank, who prepared to perform theoffice. The man with the feathers went up to the stone,stooped, slipped his hands under the face lying upon theground, stiffened his Herculean muscles, and without astrain, with a slow motion, like that of a machine, helifted the end of the rock a foot from the ground. Theworkman who held the plank profited by the space thus givenhim, and slipped the roller under the stone."Thats the way," said the giant, not letting the rock fallagain, but placing it upon its support."Mordioux!" cried DArtagnan, "I know but one man capable ofsuch a feat of strength.""Hein!" cried the colossus, turning round."Porthos!" murmured DArtagnan, seized with stupor, "Porthosat Belle-Isle!"On his part, the man with the feathers fixed his eyes uponthe disguised lieutenant, and, in spite of hismetamorphosis, recognized him. "DArtagnan!" cried he; andthe color mounted to his face. "Hush!" said he toDArtagnan."Hush!" in his turn, said the musketeer. In fact if Porthoshad just been discovered by DArtagnan, DArtagnan had justbeen discovered by Porthos. The interest of the particularsecret of each struck them both at the same instant.Nevertheless the first movement of the two men was to throwtheir arms around each other. What they wished to concealfrom the bystanders, was not their friendship, but theirnames. But, after the embrace, came reflection."What the devil brings Porthos to Belle-Isle, liftingstones?" said DArtagnan; only DArtagnan uttered thatquestion in a low voice. Less strong in diplomacy than hisfriend, Porthos thought aloud."How the devil did you come to Belle-Isle?" asked he ofDArtagnan; "and what do you want to do here?" It wasnecessary to reply without hesitation. To hesitate in hisanswer to Porthos would have been a check, for which theself-love of DArtagnan would never have consoled itself."Pardieu! my friend, I am at Belle-Isle because you are.""Ah, bah!" said Porthos, visibly stupefied with theargument, and seeking to account for it to himself, with thefelicity of deduction we know to be peculiar to him."Without doubt," continued DArtagnan, unwilling to give hisfriend time to recollect himself, "I have been to see you atPierrefonds.""Indeed!""Yes.""And you did not find me there?""No, but I found Mouston.""Is he well?""Peste!""Well, but Mouston did not tell you I was here.""Why should he not Have I, perchance, deserved to lose hisconfidence?""No, but he did not know it.""Well; that is a reason at least that does not offend myself-love.""Then how did you manage to find me?""My dear friend, a great noble like you always leaves tracesbehind him on his passage; and I should think but poorly ofmyself, if I were not sharp enough to follow the traces ofmy friends." This explanation, flattering as it was, did notentirely satisfy Porthos."But I left no traces behind me, for I came here disguised,"said Porthos."Ah! You came disguised did you?" said DArtagnan."Yes.""And how?""As a miller.""And do you think a great noble, like you, Porthos, canaffect common manners so as to deceive people?""Well, I swear to you, my friend, that I played my part sowell that everybody was deceived.""Indeed! so well, that I have not discovered and joinedyou?""Yes; but how did you discover and join me?""Stop a bit. I was going to tell you how. Do you imagineMouston ---- ""Ah! it was that fellow, Mouston," said Porthos, gatheringup those two triumphant arches which served him foreyebrows."But stop, I tell you -- it was no fault of Moustonsbecause he was ignorant of where you were.""I know he was; and that is why I am in such haste tounderstand ---- ""Oh! how impatient you are, Porthos.""When I do not comprehend, I am terrible.""Well, you will understand. Aramis wrote to you atPierrefonds, did he not?""Yes.""And he told you to come before the equinox.""That is true.""Well! that is it," said DArtagnan, hoping that this reasonwould mystify Porthos. Porthos appeared to give himself upto a violent mental labor."Yes, yes," said he, "I understand. As Aramis told me tocome before the equinox, you have understood that that wasto join him. You then inquired where Aramis was, saying toyourself, `Where Aramis is, there Porthos will be. You havelearnt that Aramis was in Bretagne, and you said toyourself, `Porthos is
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