by Alexandre Dumas

Summary

by Alexandre Dumas Twenty Years After — Chapter 89… (1845)

At the Palais Royal, the crowd, which had flowed in from the adjacent street was still greater; like an impetuous mob, a wave of human beings came to meet the carriage and rolled tumultuously into the Rue Saint Honore.
When the procession reached the palace, loud cries of "Long live their majesties!" resounded. Mazarin leaned out of the window. One or two shouts of "Long live the cardinal" saluted his shadow; but instantly hisses and yells stifled them remorselessly. Mazarin turned pale and shrank back in the coach.
"Low-born fellows!" ejaculated Porthos.
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by Alexandre Dumas Twenty Years After — Chapter 89… (1845)

The young king leaned toward the door.
"I have not said good-morning to you, Monsieur d'Artagnan," he said; "nevertheless, I have remarked you. It was you who were behind my bed-curtains that night the Parisians wished to see me asleep."
"And if the king permits me," returned the Gascon, "I shall be near him always when there is danger to be encountered."
"Sir," said Mazarin to Porthos, "what would you do if the crowd fell upon us?"
"Kill as many as I could, my lord."
"Hem! brave as you are and strong as you are, you could not kill them all."
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by Alexandre Dumas Twenty Years After — Chapter 89… (1845)

As he left the queen's presence Bernouin summoned him to the cardinal.
"Sir," said Mazarin to him "an emeute is spoken of in Paris. I shall be on the king's left and as I am the chief person threatened, remain at the coach door to the left."
"Your eminence may be perfectly easy," replied D'Artagnan; "they will not touch a hair of your head."
"Deuce take it!" he thought to himself, "how can I take care of both? Ah! plague on't, I will guard the king and Porthos shall guard the cardinal."
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