The Vicomte De Bragelonne by Alexandre Dumas père
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it strikes me to the earth every time I rise. What can I do with Parry
as my only servant, with Parry, whom Monk has already driven from his presence? No, no, no, count, we must yield to this last blow." "But what your majesty cannot do, and what Parry can no more attempt, do you not believe that I could succeed in accomplishing?" "You - you, count - you would go?" "If it please your majesty," said Athos, bowing to the king, "yes, I will go, sire." "What! you so happy here, count?" "I am never happy when I have a duty left to accomplish, and it is an imperative duty which the king your father left me to watch over your fortunes, and make a royal use of his money. So, if your majesty honors me with a sign, I will go with you." "Ah, monsieur!" said the king, forgetting all royal etiquette and throwing his arms around the neck of Athos, "you prove to me that there is a God in heaven, and that this God sometimes sends messengers to the unfortunate who groan on the earth." Athos, exceedingly moved by this burst of feeling of the young man, thanked him with profound respect, and approached the window. "Grimaud!" cried he, "bring out my horses." "What, now - immediately!" said the king. "Ah, monsieur, you are indeed a wonderful man!" |
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