38 HOW, WITHOUT INCOMMDING HIMSELF, ATHOS PROCURES HIS EQUIPMENT(1 / 3)

"Help! murder! help!" cried he.

"Hold your tongue, you stupid fellow!" said the young man; "I am d''Artagnan; don''t you know me? Where is your master?"

"You, Monsieur d''Artagnan!" cried Grimaud, "impossible."

"Grimaud," said Athos, ing out of his apartment in a dressing gown, "Grimaud, I thought I heard you permitting yourlf to speak?"

"Ah, monsieur, it is--"

"Silence!"

Grimaud tented himlf with pointing d''Artagnan out to his master with his finger.

Athos reized his rade, and phlegmatibsp;as he was, he burst into a laugh whibsp;was quite exbsp;by the strange masquerade before his eyes--petticoats falling over his shoes, sleeves tucked up, and mustaches stiff with agitation.

"Don''t laugh, my friend!" cried d''Artagnan; "for heaven''s sake, don''t laugh, for upon my soul, it''s no laughing matter!"

And he pronounbsp;the words with subsp;a solemn air and with subsp;a real appearanbsp;of terror, that Athos eagerly ized his hand, g, "Are you wounded, my friend? How pale you are!"

"No, but I have just met with a terrible adventure! Are you alone, Athos?"

"Help! murder! help!" cried he.

"Hold your tongue, you stupid fellow!" said the young man; "I am d''Artagnan; don''t you know me? Where is your master?"

"You, Monsieur d''Artagnan!" cried Grimaud, "impossible."

"Grimaud," said Athos, ing out of his apartment in a dressing gown, "Grimaud, I thought I heard you permitting yourlf to speak?"

"Ah, monsieur, it is--"

"Silence!"

Grimaud tented himlf with pointing d''Artagnan out to his master with his finger.

Athos reized his rade, and phlegmatibsp;as he was, he burst into a laugh whibsp;was quite exbsp;by the strange masquerade before his eyes--petticoats falling over his shoes, sleeves tucked up, and mustaches stiff with agitation.

"Don''t laugh, my friend!" cried d''Artagnan; "for heaven''s sake, don''t laugh, for upon my soul, it''s no laughing matter!"

And he pronounbsp;the words with subsp;a solemn air and with subsp;a real appearanbsp;of terror, that Athos eagerly ized his hand, g, "Are you wounded, my friend? How pale you are!"

"No, but I have just met with a terrible adventure! Are you alone, Athos?"

"PARBLEU! whom do you expebsp;to find with me at this hour?"