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was　turned　toward　this　new　sun；　which　eclipsed　the　former　luminary。
　　〃Monsieur　d'Artagnan！　Monsieur　d'Artagnan！〃　cried　Musqueton；　his　fat　cheeks　swelling　out　and　his　whole　frame　perspiring　with　joy；　〃Monsieur　d'Artagnan！　oh！　what　joy　for　my　lord　and　master；　Du　Vallon　de　Bracieux　de　Pierrefonds！〃
　　〃Thou　good　Musqueton！　where　is　thy　master？〃
　　〃You　stand　upon　his　property！〃
　　〃But　how　handsome　thou　art　　how　fat！　thou　hast　prospered　and　grown　stout！〃　and　D'Artagnan　could　not　restrain　his　astonishment　at　the　change　good　fortune　had　produced　on　the　once　famished　one。
　　〃Hey；　yes；　thank　God；　I　am　pretty　well；〃　said　Musqueton。
　　〃But　hast　thou　nothing　to　say　to　thy　friend　Planchet？〃
　　〃How；　my　friend　Planchet？　Planchet　　art　thou　there？〃　cried　Musqueton；　with　open　arms　and　eyes　full　of　tears。
　　〃My　very　self；〃　replied　Planchet；　〃but　I　wanted　first　to　see　if　thou　wert　grown　proud。〃
　　〃Proud　toward　an　old　friend？　never；　Planchet！　thou　wouldst　not　have　thought　so　hadst　thou　known　Musqueton　well。〃
　　〃So　far　so　well；〃　answered　Planchet；　alighting；　and　extending　his　arms　to　Musqueton；　the　two　servants　embraced　with　an　emotion　which　touched　those　who　were　present　and　made　them　suppose　that　Planchet　was　a　great　lord　in　disguise；　so　highly　did　they　estimate　the　position　of　Musqueton。
　　〃And　now；　sir；〃　resumed　Musqueton；　when　he　had　rid　himself　of　Planchet；　who　had　in　vain　tried　to　clasp　his　hands　behind　his　friend's　fat　back；　〃now；　sir；　allow　me　to　leave　you；　for　I　could　not　permit　my　master　to　hear　of　your　arrival　from　any　but　myself；　he　would　never　forgive　me　for　not　having　preceded　you。〃
　　〃This　dear　friend；〃　said　D'Artagnan；　carefully　avoiding　to　utter　either　the　former　name　borne　by　Porthos　or　his　new　one；　〃then　he　has　not　forgotten　me？〃
　　〃Forgotten　　he！〃　cried　Musqueton；　〃there's　not　a　day；　sir；　that　we　don't　expect　to　hear　that　you　were　made　marshal　either　instead　of　Monsieur　de　Gassion；　or　of　Monsieur　de　Bassompierre。〃
　　On　D'Artagnan's　lips　there　played　one　of　those　rare　and　melancholy　smiles　which　seemed　to　emanate　from　the　depth　of　his　soul　　the　last　trace　of　youth　and　happiness　that　had　survived　life's　disillusions。
　　〃And　you　　fellows；〃　resumed　Musqueton；　〃stay　near　Monsieur　le　te　d'Artagnan　and　pay　him　every　attention　in　your　power　whilst　I　go　to　prepare　my　lord　for　his　visit。〃
　　And　mounting　his　horse　Musqueton　rode　off　down　the　avenue　on　the　grass　at　a　hand　gallop。
　　〃Ah；　there！　there's　something　promising；〃　said　D'Artagnan。　〃No　mysteries；　no　cloak　to　hide　one's　self　in；　no　cunning　policy　here；　people　laugh　outright；　they　weep　for　joy　here。　I　see　nothing　but　faces　a　yard　broad；　in　short；　it　seems　to　me　that　nature　herself　wears　a　holiday　garb；　and　that　the　trees；　instead　of　leaves　and　flowers；　are　covered　with　red　and　green　ribbons　as　on　gala　days。〃
　　〃As　for　me；〃　said　Planchet；　〃I　seem　to　smell；　from　this　place；　even；　a　most　delectable　perfume　of　fine　roast　meat；　and　to　see　the　scullions　in　a　row　by　the　hedge；　hailing　our　approach。　Ah！　sir；　what　a　cook　must　Monsieur　Pierrefonds　have；　when　he　was　so　fond　of　eating　and　drinking；　even　whilst　he　was　only　called　Monsieur　Porthos！〃
　　〃Say　no　more！〃　cried　D'Artagnan。　〃If　the　reality　corresponds　with　appearances　I　am　lost；　for　a　man　so　well　off　will　never　change　his　happy　condition；　and　I　shall　fail　with　him；　as　I　have　already　done　with　Aramis。〃
　　How　D'Artagnan；　in　discovering　the　Retreat　of　Porthos；perceives　that　Wealth　does　not　necessarily　produce　Happiness
　　D'Artagnan　passed　through　the　iron　gate　and　arrived　in　front　of　the　chateau。　He　alighted　as　he　saw　a　species　of　giant　on　the　steps。　Let　us　do　justice　to　D'Artagnan。　Independently　of　every　selfish　wish；　his　heart　palpitated　with　joy　when　he　saw　that　tall　form　and　martial　demeanor；　which　recalled　to　him　a　good　and　brave　man。
　　He　ran　to　Porthos　and　threw　himself　into　his　arms；　the　whole　body　of　servants；　arranged　in　a　semi…circle　at　a　respectful　distance；　looked　on　with　humble　curiosity。　Musqueton；　at　the　head　of　them；　wiped　his　eyes。　Porthos　linked　his　arm　in　that　of　his　friend。
　　〃Ah！　how　delightful　to　see　you　again；　dear　friend！〃　he　cried；　in　a　voice　which　was　now　changed　from　a　baritone　into　a　bass；　〃you've　not　then　forgotten　me？〃
　　〃Forget　you！　oh！　dear　Du　Vallon；　does　one　forget　the　happiest　days　of　flowery　youth；　one's　dearest　friends；　the　dangers　we　have　dared　together？　On　the　contrary；　there　is　not　an　hour　we　have　passed　together　that　is　not　present　to　my　memory。〃
　　〃Yes；　yes；〃　said　Porthos；　trying　to　give　to　his　mustache　a　curl　which　it　had　lost　whilst　he　had　been　alone。　〃Yes；　we　did　some　fine　things　in　our　time　and　we　gave　that　poor　cardinal　a　few　threads　to　unravel。〃
　　And　he　heaved　a　sigh。
　　〃Under　any　circumstances；〃　he　resumed；　〃you　are　wele；　my　dear　friend；　you　will　help　me　to　recover　my　spirits；　to…morrow　we　will　hunt　the　hare　on　my　plain；　which　is　a　superb　tract　of　land；　or　pursue　the　deer　in　my　woods；　which　are　magnificent。　I　have　four　harriers　which　are　considered　the　swiftest　in　the　county；　and　a　pack　of　hounds　which　are　unequalled　for　twenty　leagues　around。〃
　　And　Porthos　heaved　another　sigh。
　　〃But；　first；〃　interposed　D'Artagnan；　〃you　must　present　me　to　Madame　du　Vallon。〃
　　A　third　sigh　from　Porthos。
　　〃I　lost　Madame　du　Vallon　two　years　ago；〃　he　said；　〃and　you　find　me　still　in　affliction　on　that　account。　That　was　the　reason　why　I　left　my　Chateau　du　Vallon　near　Corbeil；　and　came　to　my　estate；　Bracieux。　Poor　Madame　du　Vallon！　her　temper　was　uncertain；　but　she　came　at　last　to　accustom　herself　to　my　little　ways　and　understand　my　little　wishes。〃
　　〃So　you　are　free　now；　and　rich？〃
　　〃Alas！〃　groaned　Porthos；　〃I　am　a　widower　and　have　forty　thousand　francs　a　year。　Let　us　go　to　breakfast。〃
　　〃I　shall　be　happy　to　do　so；　the　morning　air　has　made　me　hungry。〃
　　〃Yes；〃　said　Porthos；　〃my　air　is　excellent。〃
　　They　went　into　the　chateau；　there　was　nothing　but　gilding；　high　and　low；　the　cornices　were　gilt；　the　mouldings　were　gilt；　the　legs　and　arms　of　the　chairs　were　gilt。　A　table；　ready　set　out；　awaited　them。
　　〃You　see；〃　said　Porthos；　〃this　is　my　usual　style。〃
　　〃Devil　take　me！〃　answered　D'Artagnan；　〃I　wish　you　joy　of　it。　The　king　has　nothing　like　it。〃
　　〃No；〃　answered　Porthos；　〃I　hear　it　said　that　he　is　very　badly　fed　by　the　cardinal；　Monsieur　de　Mazarin。　Taste　this　cutlet；　my　dear　D'Artagnan；　'tis　off　one　of　my　sheep。〃
　　〃You　have　very　tender　mutton　and　I　wish　you　joy　of　it。〃　said　D'Artagnan。
　　〃Yes；　the　sheep　are　fed　in　my　meadows；　which　are　excellent　pasture。〃
　　〃Give　me　another　cutlet。〃
　　〃No；　try　this　hare；　which　I　had　killed　yesterday　in　one　of　my　warrens。〃
　　〃Zounds！　what　a　flavor！〃　cried　D'Artagnan；　〃ah！　they　are　fed　on　thyme　only；　your　hares。〃
　　〃And　how　do　you　like　my　wine？〃　asked　Porthos；　〃it　is　pleasant；　isn't　it？〃
　　〃Capital！〃
　　〃It　is　nothing；　however；　but　a　wine　of　the　country。〃
　　〃Really？〃
　　〃Yes；　a　small　declivity　to　the　south；　yonder　on　my　hill；　gives　me　twenty　hogsheads。〃
　　〃Quite　a　vineyard；　hey？〃
　　Porthos　sighed　for　the　fifth　time　　D'Artagnan　had　counted　his　sighs。　He　became　curious　to　solve　the　problem。
　　〃Well　now；〃　he　said；　〃it　seems；　my　dear　friend；　that　something　vexes　you；　you　are　ill；　perhaps？　That　health；　which　　〃
　　〃Excellent；　my　dear　friend；　better　than　ever。　I　could　kill　an　ox　with　a　blow　of　my　fist。〃
　　〃Well；　then；　family　affairs；　perhaps？〃
　　〃Family！　I　have；　happily；　only　myself　in　the　world　to　care　for。〃
　　〃But　what　makes　you　sigh？〃
　　〃My　dear　fellow；〃　replied　Porthos；　〃to　be　candid　with　you；　I　am　not　happy。〃
　　〃You　are　not　happy；　Porthos？　You　who　have　chateau；　meadows；　mountains；　woods　　you　who　have　forty　thousand　francs　a　year　　you　　are　　not　　happy？〃
　　〃My　dear　friend；　all　those　things　I　have；　but　I　am　a　hermit　in　the　midst　of　superfluity。〃
　　〃Surrounded；　I　suppose；　only　by　clodhoppers；　with　whom　you　could　not　associate。〃
　　Porthos　turned　rather　pale　and　drank　off　a　large　glass　of　wine。
　　〃No；　but　just　think；　there　are　paltry　country　squires　who　have　all　some　title　or　another　and　pretend　to　go　back　as　far　as　Charlemagne；　or　at　least　to　Hugh　Capet。　When　I　first　came　here；　being　the　last　er；　it　was　for　me　to