Prostate Health
Prostate Articles
Antioxidant levels key for prostate cancer risk
Obesity and prostate health
Tomatoes for prostate health
Green tea and prostate health
Screening tests for prostate
Books
The Three Musketeers
Twenty Years Later
The Vicomte De Bragelonne
|
|
The Vicomte De Bragelonne 86 at Prostate Health
eve of a decisiveengagement: he explained to himself the presence of Athos inthis case as an inferior explains all that is mysterious onthe part of his leader. Athos might be, and, indeed, in theeyes of Digby, must be, a spy, whose information was toenlighten the general.At the end of a walk of about ten minutes among the tentsand posts, which were closer together near the headquarters,Monk entered upon a little causeway which diverged intothree branches. That on the left led to the river, that inthe middle to Newcastle Abbey on the marsh, that on theright crossed the first lines of Monks camp, that is tosay, the lines nearest to Lamberts army. Beyond the riverwas an advanced post belonging to Monks army, which watchedthe enemy; it was composed of one hundred and fifty Scots.They had swum across the Tweed, and, in case of attack, wereto recross it in the same manner, giving the alarm; but asthere was no post at that spot, and as Lamberts soldierswere not so prompt at taking to the water as Monks were,the latter appeared not to have much uneasiness on thatside. On this side of the river, at about five hundred pacesfrom the old abbey, the fishermen had taken up their abodeamidst a crowd of small tents raised by the soldiers of theneighboring clans, who had with them their wives andchildren. All this confusion, seen by the moons light,presented a striking coup doeil; the half shadow enlargedevery detail, and the light, that flatterer which onlyattaches itself to the polished side of things, courted uponeach rusty musket the point still left intact, and uponevery rag of canvas the whitest and least sullied part.Monk arrived then with Athos, crossing this spot, illuminedwith a double light, the silver splendor of the moon, andthe red blaze of the fires at the meeting of the threecauseways; there he stopped, and addressing his companion,-- "Monsieur," said he, "do you know your road?""General, if I am not mistaken, the middle causeway leadsstraight to the abbey.""That is right; but we shall want lights to guide us in thevaults." Monk turned round."Ah! I thought Digby was following us!" said he. "So muchthe better; he will procure us what we want.""Yes, general, there is a man yonder who has been walkingbehind us for some time.""Digby!" cried Monk. "Digby! come here, if you please."But, instead of obeying, the shadow made a motion ofsurprise, and, retreating instead of advancing, it bent downand disappeared along the jetty on the left, directing itscourse towards the lodging of the fishermen."It appears not to be Digby," said Monk.Both had followed the shadow which had vanished. But it wasnot so rare a thing for a man to be wandering about ateleven oclock at night, in a camp in which are reposing tenor eleven thousand men, as to give Monk and Athos any alarmat his disappearance."As it is so," said Monk, "and we must have a light, alantern, a torch, or something by which we may see where toset our feet, let us seek this light.""General, the first soldier we meet will light us.""No," said Monk, in order to discover if there were not anyconnivance between the Comte de la Fere and the fisherman."No, I should prefer one of these French sailors who camethis evening to sell me their fish. They leave to-morrow,and the secret will be better kept by them; whereas, if areport should be spread in the Scotch army, that treasuresare to be found in the abbey of Newcastle, my Highlanderswill believe there is a million concealed beneath everyslab, and they will not leave stone upon stone in thebuilding.""Do as you think best, general," replied Athos in a naturaltone of voice, making evident that soldier or fisherman wasthe same to him, and that he had no preference.Monk approached the causeway behind which had disappearedthe person he had taken for Digby, and met a patrol who,making the tour of the tents, was going towardsheadquarters; he was stopped with his companion, gave thepassword, and went on. A soldier, roused by the noise,unrolled his plaid, and looked up to see what was goingforward. "Ask him," said Monk to Athos, "where the fishermenare; if I were to speak to him, he would know me."Athos went up
The Vicomte De Bragelonne page 85 The Vicomte De Bragelonne page 87 |
