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三个火枪手 | 39、阿托斯当宝从戎

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'Hold your tongue, you stupid fellow!' said the young man; 'I am d'Artagnan; don't you know me? Where is your master?'

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'You, Monsieur d'Artagnan!' cried Grimaud, 'impossible.'

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'Grimaud,' said Athos, coming out of his apartment in a dressing gown, 'Grimaud, I thought I heard you permitting yourself to speak?'

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'Ah, monsieur, it is—'

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'Silence!'

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Grimaud contented himself with pointing d'Artagnan out to his master with his finger.

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'Don't laugh, my friend!' cried d'Artagnan; 'for heaven's sake, don't laugh, for upon my soul, it's no laughing matter!'

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And he pronounced these words with such a solemn air and with such a real appearance of terror, that Athos eagerly seized his hand, crying, 'Are you wounded, my friend? How pale you are!'

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