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The Vicomte De Bragelonne 61 at Prostate Health
thatrespect," said Mousqueton, with a sigh; "I have always donewhat I could for my poor body; I am not selfish." AndMousqueton sighed afresh."I wonder whether Mousqueton wants to be a baron, too, as hesighs after that fashion?" thought DArtagnan."Mon Dieu, monsieur!" said Mousqueton, as if rousing himselffrom a painful reverie; "how happy monseigneur will be thatyou have thought of him!""Kind Porthos!" cried DArtagnan, "I am anxious to embracehim.""Oh!" said Mousqueton, much affected, "I shall certainlywrite to him.""What!" cried DArtagnan, "you will write to him?""This very day; I shall not delay it an hour.""Is he not here, then?""No, monsieur.""But is he near at hand? -- is he far off?""Oh, can I tell, monsieur, can I tell?""Mordioux!" cried the musketeer, stamping with his foot, "Iam unfortunate. Porthos such a stay-at-home!""Monsieur, there is not a more sedentary man thanmonseigneur, but ---- ""But what?""When a friend presses you ---- ""A friend?""Doubtless -- the worthy M. dHerblay.""What, has Aramis pressed Porthos?""This is how the thing happened, Monsieur dArtagnan. M.dHerblay wrote to monseigneur ---- ""Indeed!""A letter, monsieur, such a pressing letter that it threw usall into a bustle.""Tell me all about it, my dear friend." said DArtagnan;"but remove these people a little further off first."Mousqueton shouted, "Fall back, you fellows," with suchpowerful lungs that the breath, without the words, wouldhave been sufficient to disperse the four lackeys.DArtagnan seated himself on the shaft of the box and openedhis ears. "Monsieur," said Mousqueton, "monseigneur, then,received a letter from M. le Vicaire-General dHerblay,eight or nine days ago; it was the day of the rusticpleasures, yes, it must have been Wednesday.""What do you mean?" said DArtagnan. "The day of rusticpleasures?""Yes, monsieur; we have so many pleasures to take in thisdelightful country, that we were encumbered by them; so muchso, that we have been forced to regulate the distribution ofthem.""How easily do I recognize Porthoss love of order in that!Now, that idea would never have occurred to me; but then Iam not encumbered with pleasures.""We were, though," said Mousqueton."And how did you regulate the matter, let me know?" saidDArtagnan."It is rather long, monsieur.""Never mind, we have plenty of time; and you speak so well,my dear Mousqueton, that it is really a pleasure to hearyou.""It is true," said Mousqueton, with a sigh of satisfaction,which emanated evidently from the justice which had beenrendered him, "it is true I have made great progress in thecompany of monseigneur.""I am waiting for the distribution of the pleasures,Mousqueton, and with impatience. I want to know if I havearrived on a lucky day.""Oh, Monsieur dArtagnan," said Mousqueton in a melancholytone, "since monseigneurs departure all the pleasures havegone too!""Well, my dear Mousqueton, refresh your memory.""With what day shall I begin?""Eh, pardieux! begin with Sunday; that is the Lords day.""Sunday, monsieur?""Yes.""Sunday pleasures are religious: monseigneur goes to mass,makes the bread-offering, and has discourses andinstructions made to him by his almoner-in-ordinary. That isnot very amusing, but we expect a Carmelite from Paris whowill do the duty of our almonry, and who, we are assured,speaks very well, which will keep us awake, whereas ourpresent almoner always sends us to sleep. These are Sundayreligious pleasures. On Monday, worldly pleasures.""Ah, ah!" said DArtagnan, "what do you mean by that? Let ushave a glimpse at your worldly pleasures.""Monsieur, on Monday we go into the world; we pay andreceive visits, we play on the lute, we dance, we makeverses, and burn a little incense in honor of the ladies.""Peste! that is the height of gallantry," said themusketeer, who was obliged to call to his aid all thestrength of his facial muscles to suppress an enormousinclination to laugh."Tuesday, learned pleasures.""Good!" cried DArtagnan. "What are they? Detail them, mydear Mousqueton.""Monseigneur has bought a sphere or globe, which I shallshow you; it fills all the perimeter of the great tower,except a gallery which he has had built over the sphere:there are little strings and brass wires to which the sunand moon are hooked. It all turns; and that is verybeautiful. Monseigneur points out to me seas and distantcountries. We dont intend to visit them, but it is veryinteresting.""Interesting! yes, thats the word," repeated DArtagnan."And Wednesday?""Rustic pleasures, as I have had the honor to tell you,monsieur le chevalier. We look over monseigneurs sheep andgoats; we make the shepherds dance to
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