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himself。
〃Monsieur;〃 said D'Artagnan; 〃you must excuse famished
travelers。 Besides; our supper can't delay you much。 We will
hasten on to the inn; you will meanwhile proceed on foot to
the harbor。 We will take a bite and shall be there as soon
as you are。〃
〃Just as you please; gentlemen; provided we set sail;〃 he
said。
〃The name of your ship?〃 inquired D'Artagnan。
〃The Standard。〃
〃Very well; in half an hour we shall be on board。〃
And the friends; spurring on their horses; rode to the
hotel; the 〃Arms of England。〃
〃What do you say of that young man?〃 asked D'Artagnan; as
they hurried along。
〃I say that he doesn't suit me at all;〃 said Porthos; 〃and
that I feel a strong itching to follow Aramis's advice。〃
〃By no means; my dear Porthos; that man is a messenger of
General Cromwell; it would insure for us a poor reception; I
imagine; should it be announced to him that we had twisted
the neck of his confidant。〃
〃Nevertheless;〃 said Porthos; 〃I have always noticed that
Aramis gives good advice。〃
〃Listen;〃 returned D'Artagnan; 〃when our embassy is finished
 〃
〃Well?〃
〃If it brings us back to France  〃
〃Well?〃
〃Well; we shall see。〃
At that moment the two friends reached the hotel; 〃Arms of
England;〃 where they supped with hearty appetite and then at
once proceeded to the port。
There they found a brig ready to set sail; upon the deck of
which they recognized Mordaunt walking up and down
impatiently。
〃It is singular;〃 said D'Artagnan; whilst the boat was
taking them to the Standard; 〃it is astonishing how that
young man resembles some one I must have known; but who it
was I cannot yet remember。〃
A few minutes later they were on board; but the embarkation
of the horses was a longer matter than that of the men; and
it was eight o'clock before they raised anchor。
The young man stamped impatiently and ordered all sail to be
spread。
Porthos; completely used up by three nights without sleep
and a journey of seventy leagues on horseback; retired to
his cabin and went to sleep。
D'Artagnan; overcoming his repugnance to Mordaunt; walked
with him upon the deck and invented a hundred stories to
make him talk。
Musqueton was seasick。

55
The Scotchman。

And now our readers must leave the Standard to sail
peaceably; not toward London; where D'Artagnan and Porthos
believed they were going; but to Durham; whither Mordaunt
had been ordered to repair by the letter he had received
during his sojourn at Boulogne; and accompany us to the
royalist camp; on this side of the Tyne; near Newcastle。
There; placed between two rivers on the borders of Scotland;
but still on English soil; the tents of a little army
extended。 It was midnight。 Some Highlanders were listlessly
keeping watch。 The moon; which was partially obscured by
heavy clouds; now and then lit up the muskets of the
sentinels; or silvered the walls; the roofs; and the spires
of the town that Charles I。 had just surrendered to the
parliamentary troops; whilst Oxford and Newark still held
out for him in the hopes of coming to some arrangement。
At one of the extremities of the camp; near an immense tent;
in which the Scottish officers were holding a kind of
council; presided over by Lord Leven; their commander; a man
attired as a cavalier lay sleeping on the turf; his right
hand extended over his sword。
About fifty paces off; another man; also appareled as a
cavalier; was talking to a Scotch sentinel; and; though a
foreigner; he seemed to understand without much difficulty
the answers given in the broad Perthshire dialect。
As the town clock of Newcastle struck one the sleeper awoke;
and with all the gestures of a man rousing himself out of
deep sleep he looked attentively about him; perceiving that
he was alone he rose and making a little circuit passed
close to the cavalier who was speaking to the sentinel。 The
former had no doubt finished his questions; for a moment
later he said good…night and carelessly followed the same
path taken by the first cavalier。
In the shadow of a tent the former was awaiting him。
〃Well; my dear friend?〃 said he; in as pure French as has
ever been uttered between Rouen and Tours。
〃Well; my friend; there is not a moment to lose; we must let
the king know immediately。〃
〃Why; what is the matter?〃
〃It would take too long to tell you; besides; you will hear
it all directly and the least word dropped here might ruin
all。 We must go and find Lord Winter。〃
They both set off to the other end of the camp; but as it
did not cover more than a surface of five hundred feet they
quickly arrived at the tent they were looking for。
〃Tony; is your master sleeping?〃 said one of the two
cavaliers to a servant who was lying in the outer
compartment; which served as a kind of ante…room。
〃No; monsieur le comte;〃 answered the servant; 〃I think not;
or at least he has not long been so; for he was pacing up
and down for more than two hours after he left the king; and
the sound of his footsteps has only ceased during the last
ten minutes。 However; you may look and see;〃 added the
lackey; raising the curtained entrance of the tent。
Lord Winter was seated near an aperture; arranged as a
window to let in the night air; his eyes mechanically
following the course of the moon; intermittently veiled; as
we before observed; by heavy clouds。 The two friends
approached Winter; who; with his head on his hands; was
gazing at the heavens; he did not hear them enter and
remained in the same attitude till he felt a hand upon his
shoulder。
He turned around; recognized Athos and Aramis and held out
his hand to them。
〃Have you observed;〃 said he to them; 〃what a blood…red
color the moon has to…night?〃
〃No;〃 replied Athos; 〃I thought it looked much the same as
usual。〃
〃Look; again; chevalier;〃 returned Lord Winter。
〃I must own;〃 said Aramis; 〃I am like the Comte de la Fere
 I can see nothing remarkable about it。〃
〃My lord;〃 said Athos; 〃in a position so precarious as ours
we must examine the earth and not the heavens。 Have you
studied our Scotch troops and have you confidence in them?〃
〃The Scotch?〃 inquired Winter。 〃What Scotch?〃
〃Ours; egad!〃 exclaimed Athos。 〃Those in whom the king has
confided  Lord Leven's Highlanders。〃
〃No;〃 said Winter; then he paused; 〃but tell me; can you not
perceive the russet tint which marks the heavens?〃
〃Not the least in the world;〃 said Aramis and Athos at once。
〃Tell me;〃 continued Winter; always possessed by the same
idea; 〃is there not a tradition in France that Henry IV。;
the evening before the day he was assassinated; when he was
playing at chess with M。 de Bassompiere; saw clots of blood
upon the chessboard?〃
〃Yes;〃 said Athos; 〃and the marechal has often told me so
himself。〃
〃Then it was so;〃 murmured Winter; 〃and the next day Henry
IV。 was killed。〃
〃But what has this vision of Henry IV。 to do with you; my
lord?〃 inquired Aramis。
〃Nothing; and indeed I am mad to trouble you with such
things; when your coming to my tent at such an hour
announces that you are the bearers of important news。〃
〃Yes; my lord;〃 said Athos; 〃I wish to speak to the king。〃
〃To the king! but the king is asleep。〃
〃I have something important to reveal to him。〃
〃Can it not be put off till to…morrow?〃
〃He must know it this moment; and perhaps it is already too
late。〃
〃Come; then;〃 said Lord Winter。
Lord Winter's tent was pitched by the side of the royal
marquee; a kind of corridor communicating between the two。
This corridor was guarded; not by a sentinel; but by a
confidential servant; through whom; in case of urgency;
Charles could communicate instantly with his faithful
subject。
〃These gentlemen are with me;〃 said Winter。
The lackey bowed and let them pass。 As he had said; on a
camp bed; dressed in his black doublet; booted; unbelted;
with his felt hat beside him; lay the king; overcome by
sleep and fatigue。 They advanced; and Athos; who was the
first to enter; gazed a moment in silence on that pale and
noble face; framed in its long and now untidy; matted hair;
the blue veins showing through the transparent temples; his
eyes seemingly swollen by tears。
Athos sighed deeply; the sigh woke the king; so lightly did
he sleep。
He opened his eyes。
〃Ah!〃 s

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