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Alexandre Dumas: The Man in the Iron MaskChapter 19: The Shadow of M. Fouquet. (continued)"What! M. d'Artagnan?" said Fouquet, who had already taken his right arm out of the sleeve of his doublet. "At your service," replied the musketeer. "Come in, my dear M. d'Artagnan." "Thank you." "Have you come to criticise the fete? You are ingenious enough in your criticisms, I know." "By no means." "Are not your men looked after properly?" "In every way." "You are not comfortably lodged, perhaps?" "Nothing could be better." "In that case, I have to thank you for being so amiably disposed, and I must not fail to express my obligations to you for all your flattering kindness." These words were as much as to say, "My dear D'Artagnan, pray go to bed, since you have a bed to lie down on, and let me do the same." D'Artagnan did not seem to understand it. "Are you going to bed already?" he said to the superintendent. "Yes; have you anything to say to me?" "Nothing, monsieur, nothing at all. You sleep in this room, then?" "Yes; as you see." "You have given a most charming fete to the king." "Do you think so?" "Oh! beautiful!" "Is the king pleased?" This is page 174 of 540. [Marked] This title is on Your Bookshelf. Buy a copy of The Man in the Iron Mask at Amazon.com
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