“As Pierrefonds belongs to me?”
“I told you I believed so; there are no two words to that.”
“Did you ever see a man there who is accustomed to walk
about with a ruler in his hand?”
“No; but I might have seen him there, if he really walked
there.”
“Well, that gentleman is M. Boulingrin.”
“Who is M. Boulingrin?”
“Now, we are coming to it. If, when this gentleman is
walking with a ruler in his hand, any one should ask me, —
`Who is M. Boulingrin?’ I should reply: `He is the architect
of the house.’ Well! M. Getard is the Boulingrin of M.
Fouquet. But he has nothing to do with the fortifications,
which are my department alone; do you understand? mine,
absolutely mine.”
“Ah! Porthos,” cried D’Artagnan, letting his arms fall as a
conquered man gives up his sword; “ah! my friend, you are
not only a herculean topographer, you are, still further, a
dialectician of the first water.”
“Is it not powerfully reasoned?” said Porthos: and he puffed
and blew like the conger which D’Artagnan had let slip from
his hand.
“And now,” said D’Artagnan, “that shabby-looking man, who
accompanies M. Getard, is he also of the household of M.
Fouquet?”
“Oh! yes,” said Porthos, with contempt; “it is one M.
Jupenet, or Juponet, a sort of poet.”
“Who is come to establish himself here?”
“I believe so.”
Page 408
Dumas, Alexandre – Ten Years Later
“I thought M. Fouquet had poets enough, yonder — Scudery,
Loret, Pellisson, La Fontaine? If I must tell you the truth,
Porthos, that poet disgraces you.”
“Eh! — my friend; but what saves us is that he is not here
as a poet.”
“As what, then, is he?”
“As printer. And you make me remember, I have a word to say
to the cuistre.”
“Say it, then.”
Porthos made a sign to Jupenet, who perfectly recollected
D’Artagnan, and did not care to come nearer; which naturally
produced another sign from Porthos. This was so imperative,
he was obliged to obey. As he approached, “Come hither!”
said Porthos. “You only landed yesterday and you have begun
your tricks already.”
“How so, monsieur le baron?” asked Jupenet, trembling.
“Your press was groaning all night, monsieur,” said Porthos,
“and you prevented my sleeping, corne de boeuf!”
“Monsieur —- ” objected Jupenet, timidly.
“You have nothing yet to print: therefore you have no
occasion to set your press going. What did you print last
night?”
“Monsieur, a light poem of my own composition.”
“Light! no, no, monsieur; the press groaned pitifully
beneath it. Let it not happen again. Do you understand?”
“Yes, monsieur.”
“You promise me?”
“I do, monsieur!”
“Very well; this time I pardon you. Adieu!”
“Well, now we have combed that fellow’s head, let us
breakfast.”
“Yes,” replied D’Artagnan, “let us breakfast.”
“Only,” said Porthos, “I beg you to observe, my friend, that
we have only two hours for our repast.”
“What would you have? We will try to make two hours suffice.
But why have you only two hours?”
“Because it is high tide at one o’clock, and, with the tide,
I am going to Vannes. But, as I shall return tomorrow, my
dear friend, you can stay here; you shall be master, I have
a good cook and a good cellar.”
“No,” interrupted D’Artagnan, “better than that.”
Page 409
Dumas, Alexandre – Ten Years Later
“What?”
“You are going to Vannes, you say?”
“To a certainty.”
“To see Aramis?”
“Yes.”
“Well! I came from Paris on purpose to see Aramis.”
“That’s true.”
“I will go with you then.”
“Do; that’s the thing.”
“Only, I ought to have seen Aramis first, and you after. But
man proposes, and God disposes. I have begun with you, and
will finish with Aramis.”
“Very well!”
“And in how many hours can you go from here to Vannes?”
“Oh! pardieu! in six hours. Three hours by sea to Sarzeau,
three hours by road from Sarzeau to Vannes.”
“How convenient that is! Being so near to the bishopric; do
you often go to Vannes?”
“Yes; once a week. But, stop till I get my plan.”
Porthos picked up his plan, folded it carefully, and
engulfed it in his large pocket.
Page: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40 41 42 43 44 45 46 47 48 49 50 51 52 53 54 55 56 57 58 59 60 61 62 63 64 65 66 67 68 69 70 71 72 73 74 75 76 77 78 79 80 81 82 83 84 85 86 87 88 89 90 91 92 93 94 95 96 97 98 99 100 101 102 103 104 105 106 107 108 109 110 111 112 113 114 115 116 117 118 119 120 121 122 123 124 125 126 127 128 129 130 131 132 133 134 135 136 137 138 139 140 141 142 143 144 145 146 147 148 149 150 151 152 153 154 155 156 157 158 159 160 161 162 163 164 165 166 167 168 169 170 171 172 173 174 175 176 177 178 179 180 181 182 183 184 185 186 187 188