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The Vicomte De Bragelonne 74 at Prostate Health
I have been lucky."All at once his attention was called to a particular part ofthe room. The two men who had pushed the strugglers withtheir feet were assailed with abuse by the sailors, who hadbecome reconciled. One of them, half drunk with passion, andquite drunk with beer, came, in a menacing manner, to demandof the shorter of these two sages by what right he hadtouched with his foot creatures of the good God, who werenot dogs. And whilst putting this question, in order to makeit more direct, he applied his great fist to the nose ofDArtagnans recruit.This man became pale, without its being to be discernedwhether his pallor arose from anger or from fear; seeingwhich, the sailor concluded it was from fear, and raised hisfist with the manifest intention of letting it fall upon thehead of the stranger. But though the threatened man did notappear to move, he dealt the sailor such a severe blow inthe stomach that he sent him rolling and howling to theother side of the room. At the same instant, rallied by theesprit de corps, all the comrades of the conquered man fellupon the conqueror.The latter, with the same coolness of which he had givenproof, without committing the imprudence of touching hisweapons, took up a beer-pot with a pewter-lid, and knockeddown two or three of his assailants; then, as he was aboutto yield to numbers, the seven other silent men at thetables, who had not stirred, perceived that their cause wasat stake, and came to the rescue. At the same time, the twoindifferent spectators at the door turned round withfrowning brows, indicating their evident intention of takingthe enemy in the rear, if the enemy did not cease theiraggressions.The host, his helpers, and two watchmen who were passing,and who from curiosity had penetrated too far into the room,were mixed up in the tumult and showered with blows. TheParisians hit like Cyclops, with an ensemble and a tacticdelightful to behold. At length, obliged to beat a retreatbefore superior numbers, they formed an intrenchment behindthe large table, which they raised by main force; whilst thetwo others, arming themselves each with a trestle, and usingit like a great sledge-hammer, knocked down at a blow eightsailors upon whose heads they had brought their monstrouscatapult in play. The floor was already strewn with wounded,and the room filled with cries and dust, when DArtagnan,satisfied with the test, advanced, sword in hand, andstriking with the pommel every head that came in his way, heuttered a vigorous hola! which put an instantaneous end tothe conflict. A great backflood directly took place from thecenter to the sides of the room, so that DArtagnan foundhimself isolated and dominator."What is all this about?" then demanded he of the assembly,with the majestic tone of Neptune pronouncing the Quos ego.At the very instant, at the first sound of his voice, tocarry on the Virgilian metaphor, DArtagnans recruits,recognizing each his sovereign lord, discontinued theirplank-fighting and trestle blows. On their side, thesailors, seeing that long naked sword, that martial air, andthe agile arm which came to the rescue of their enemies, inthe person of a man who seemed accustomed to command, thesailors picked up their wounded and their pitchers. TheParisians wiped their brows, and viewed their leader withrespect. DArtagnan was loaded with thanks by the host of"Le Grand Monarque." He received them like a man who knowsthat nothing is being offered that does not belong to him,and then said he would go and walk upon the port till supperwas ready. Immediately each of the recruits, who understoodthe summons, took his hat, brushed the dust off his clothes,and followed DArtagnan. But DArtagnan whilst walking andobserving, took care not to stop; he directed his coursetowards the downs, and the ten men -- surprised at findingthemselves going in the track of each other, uneasy atseeing on their right, on their left, and behind them,companions upon whom they had not reckoned -- followed him,casting furtive glances at each other. It was not till hehad arrived at the hollow part of the deepest down thatDArtagnan, smiling to see them outdone, turned towardsthem, making a friendly sign with his hand."Eh! come, come, gentlemen," said he, "let us not devoureach other; you are made to live together, to understandeach
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