TEN YEARS LATER.
CHAPTER I.
IN WHICH D'ARTAGNAN FINISHES BY AT LENGTH PLACING
HIS HANDS UPON HIS CAPTAIN'S COMMISSION.
The reader guesses beforehand whom the usher announced in announcing the messenger from Bretagne. This
messenger was easily recognized. It was D'Artagnan, his
clothes dusty, his face inflamed, his hair dripping with sweat, his legs stiff; he lifted his feet painfully the height of each step, upon which resounded the ring of his bloody spurs. He perceived in the doorway he was passing through the surintendant coming out. Fouquet bowed with a smile to him who, an hour before, was bringing him ruin and death. D'Artagnan found in his goodness of heart and in his inexhaustible vigor of body, enough presence of mind to remember the kind reception of this man; he bowed then, also, much more from benevolence and compassion than from respect. He felt upon his lips the word which had so many times been repeated to the Due de Guise, "Fly." But to pronounce that word would have been to betray his cause; to speak that word in the cabinet of the
king, and before an usher, would have been to ruin himself gratuitously, and could save nobody. D'Artagnan then contented himself with bowing to Fouquet, and entered At this moment the king floated between the joy the last words of Fouquet had given him and his pleasure at the return of D'Artagnan. Without being a courtier, D'Artagnan had a glance as sure and as rapid as if he had been one. He read, on his entrance, devouring humiliation on the countenance of Colbert. He even heard the king say these words to him:
"Ah! Monsieur Colbert, you have then nine hundred
thousand livres at the intendance?"
Colbert, suffocated, bowed, but made no reply. All this
