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he felt was on the point of being dealtby one of them, and perhaps by both. "Gentlemen," he said,"we must take our leave of each other, I must pay a visit toMonsieur. You, De Wardes, will accompany me to the Louvre,and you Raoul, will remain here master of the house; and asall that is done here is under your advice, you will bestowthe last glance upon my preparations for departure."Raoul, with the air of one who neither seeks nor fears aquarrel, bowed his head in token of assent, and seatedhimself upon a bench in the sun. "That is well," said DeGuiche, "remain where you are, Raoul, and tell them to showyou the two horses I have just purchased; you will give meyour opinion, for I only bought them on condition that youratified the purchase. By the by, I have to beg your pardonfor having omitted to inquire after the Comte de la Fere."While pronouncing these latter words, he closely observed DeWardes, in order to perceive what effect the name of Raoulsfather would produce upon him. "I thank you," answered theyoung man, "the count is very well." A gleam of deep hatredpassed into De Wardes eyes. De Guiche, who appeared not tonotice the foreboding expression, went up to Raoul, andgrasping him by the hand, said, -- "It is agreed, then,Bragelonne, is it not, that you will rejoin us in thecourtyard of the Palais-Royal?" He then signed to De Wardesto follow him who had been engaged in balancing himselffirst on one foot, then on the other. "We are going," saidhe, "come, M. Malicorne." This name made Raoul start; for itseemed that he had already heard it pronounced before, buthe could not remember on what occasion. While trying torecall it half-dreamily, yet half-irritated at hisconversation with De Wardes, the three young men set out ontheir way towards the Palais-Royal, where Monsieur wasresiding. Malicorne learned two things; the first, that theyoung men had something to say to each other, and thesecond, that he ought not to walk in the same line withthem; and therefore he walked behind. "Are you mad?" said DeGuiche to his companion, as soon as they had left the Hotelde Grammont; "you attack M. dArtagnan, and that, too,before Raoul.""Well," said De Wardes, "what then?""What do you mean by `what then?""Certainly, is there any prohibition against attacking M.dArtagnan?""But you know very well that M. dArtagnan was one of thosecelebrated and terrible four men who were called themusketeers.""That they may be, but I do not perceive why, on thataccount, I should be forbidden to hate M. dArtagnan.""What cause has he given you?""Me! personally, none.""Why hate him, therefore?""Ask my dead father that question.""Really, my dear De Wardes, you surprise me. M. dArtagnanis not one to leave unsettled any enmity he may have toarrange, without completely clearing his account. Yourfather, I have heard, on his side, carried matters with ahigh hand. Moreover there are no enmities so bitter thatthey cannot be washed away by blood, by a good sword-thrustloyally given.""Listen to me, my dear De Guiche, this inveterate dislikeexisted between my father and M. dArtagnan, and when I wasquite a child, he acquainted me with the reason for it, and,as forming part of my inheritance, I regard it as aparticular legacy bestowed upon me.""And does his hatred concern M. dArtagnan alone?""As for that, M. dArtagnan was so intimately associatedwith his three friends, that some portion of the fullmeasure of my hatred falls to their lot, and that hatred isof such a nature, whenever the opportunity occurs, theyshall have no occasion to complain of their allowance."De Guiche had kept his eyes fixed on De Wardes, andshuddered at the bitter manner in which the young mansmiled. Something like a presentiment flashed across hismind; he knew that the time had passed away for grands coupsentre gentilshommes; but that the feeling of hatredtreasured up in the mind, instead of being diffused abroad,was still hatred all the same; that a smile was sometimes asfull of meaning as a threat; and, in a word, that to thefathers who had hated with their hearts and fought withtheir arms, would now succeed the sons, who would indeedhate with their hearts, but would no longer combat theirenemies, save by means of intrigue or treachery.
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