Ten Years Later by Dumas, Alexandre. Part two

“What a disturbance,” replied De Wardes, attempting to

smile. The captain slightly signed to him with his hand, as

though to recommend him to be patient, and then led the way

to his apartments.

CHAPTER 95

Sword-thrusts in the Water (concluded)

D’Artagnan’s apartment was not unoccupied, for the Comte de

la Fere, seated in the recess of a window, awaited him.

“Well,” said he to D’Artagnan, as he saw him enter.

“Well,” said the latter, “M. de Wardes has done me the honor

to pay me a visit, in company with some of his own friends,

as well as of ours.” In fact, behind the musketeer appeared

De Wardes and Manicamp followed by De Guiche and Buckingham,

who looked surprised, not knowing what was expected of them.

Raoul was accompanied by two or three gentlemen; and, as he

entered, glanced round the room, and perceiving the count,

he went and placed himself by his side. D’Artagnan received

his visitors with all the courtesy he was capable of; he

preserved his unmoved and unconcerned look. All the persons

present were men of distinction, occupying posts of honor

and credit at the court. After he had apologized to each of

them for any inconvenience he might have put them to, he

turned towards De Wardes, who, in spite of his customary

self-command, could not prevent his face betraying some

surprise mingled with not a little uneasiness.

“Now, monsieur,” said D’Artagnan, “since we are no longer

within the precincts of the king’s palace, and since we can

speak out without failing in respect to propriety, I will

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inform you why I have taken the liberty to request you to

visit me here, and why I have invited these gentlemen to be

present at the same time. My friend, the Comte de la Fere,

has acquainted me with the injurious reports you are

spreading about myself. You have stated that you regard me

as your mortal enemy, because I was, so you affirm, that of

your father.”

“Perfectly true, monsieur, I have said so,” replied De

Wardes, whose pallid face became slightly tinged with color.

“You accuse me, therefore, of a crime, or a fault, or of

some mean and cowardly act. Have the goodness to state your

charge against me in precise terms.”

“In the presence of witnesses?”

“Most certainly in the presence of witnesses; and you see I

have selected them as being experienced in affairs of

honor.”

“You do not appreciate my delicacy, monsieur. I have accused

you, it is true; but I have kept the nature of the

accusation a perfect secret. I entered into no details; but

have rested satisfied by expressing my hatred in the

presence of those on whom a duty was almost imposed to

acquaint you with it. You have not taken the discreetness I

have shown into consideration, although you were interested

in remaining silent. I can hardly recognize your habitual

prudence in that, M. d’Artagnan.”

D’Artagnan, who was quietly biting the corner of his

mustache, said, “I have already had the honor to beg you to

state the particulars of the grievances you say you have

against me.”

“Aloud?”

“Certainly, aloud.”

“In that case, I will speak.”

“Speak, monsieur,” said D’Artagnan, bowing; “we are all

listening to you.”

“Well, monsieur, it is not a question of a personal injury

towards myself, but one towards my father.”

“That you have already stated.”

“Yes, but there are certain subjects which are only

approached with hesitation.”

“If that hesitation, in your case, really does exist, I

entreat you to overcome it.”

“Even if it refer to a disgraceful action?”

“Yes; in every and any case.”

Those who were present at this scene had, at first, looked

at each other with a good deal of uneasiness. They were

reassured, however, when they saw that D’Artagnan manifested

no emotion whatever.

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De Wardes still maintained the same unbroken silence.

“Speak, monsieur,” said the musketeer; “you see you are

keeping us waiting.”

“Listen, then: — My father loved a lady of noble birth, and

this lady loved my father.” D’Artagnan and Athos exchanged

looks. De Wardes continued: “M. d’Artagnan found some

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