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46. The Tower of St. Jacques de la Boucherie. (continued)
"Not badly answered, i'faith," said Gondy, laughing; "but I have, you must know, always had, in spite of my bands, warlike inclinations."
"Well, my lord, before I became a confectioner I myself was three years sergeant in the Piedmontese regiment, and before I became sergeant I was for eighteen months the servant of Monsieur d'Artagnan."
"The lieutenant of musketeers?" asked Gondy.
"Himself, my lord."
"But he is said to be a furious Mazarinist."
"Phew!" whistled Planchet.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Nothing, my lord; Monsieur d'Artagnan belongs to the service; Monsieur d'Artagnan makes it his business to defend the cardinal, who pays him, as much as we make it ours, we citizens, to attack him, whom he robs."
"You are an intelligent fellow, my friend; can we count upon you?"
"You may count upon me, my lord, provided you want to make a complete upheaval of the city."
"'Tis that exactly. How many men, think you, you could collect together to-night?"
"Two hundred muskets and five hundred halberds."
"Let there be only one man in every district who can do as much and by to-morrow we shall have quite a powerful army. Are you disposed to obey Count de Rochefort?"
"I would follow him to hell, and that is saying not a little, as I believe him entirely capable of the descent."
"By what sign to-morrow shall we be able to distinguish friends from foes?"
"Every Frondist must put a knot of straw in his hat."
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