The Man in the Iron Mask

btained His First Idea of

species of idolatry, and as a man would who had not only never seen anything greater, but not even ever anything so great. Aramis went straight up to Porthos and offered him his white hand, which lost itself in the giga

he, "will you come wi

you like, monseigneu

bishop of Vannes fraternizing with a journeyman tailor. "What

s, smiling, "our

ontinued D'Artagnan, "M. Moliere

way?" ask

erks, and is expected at Saint–Mande to try on the dr

sely so," s

mons

," said Aramis, "that is, if yo

ished," repl

atisfied?" ask

so," repli

ceremony, and grasped the hand which the cap

uded Porthos, mincingly

er tomorrow, monsieur le baron," answ

as this tailor done for you, my dear Porthos,"

y friend! done for me!" cri

u, what has he

tailor ever yet accomplished: he has

ell me how

and sizes, hoping there would be one to suit mine, but the largest - that of the drum-maj

dee

t man, or at the very least a great tailor, is this M. Mol

id he d

people should have been so stupid as not to have discovered this method

of the costumes,

hirty d

hos, come, tell me

do you? I shall make a poin

elin, if you

ollect his name, I shall think of voliere [a

d D'Artagnan. "And

practices -" D'Artagnan made a sign of approbation with his head. "'Monsieur,' he said to me," continued Porthos, "'a gentleman ought to measure himself.

lie

ish, I warn you.' But he, with his soft voice (for he is a courteous fellow, we must admit, my friend), he with his soft voice, 'Monsieur,' said he, 'that your d

lf in the glass; but where did they find on

ry glass in which the king is

s a foot and a half

looking-glass was too large for me. 'Tis true that its height was made up of three Venetian plates o

ave command of. Where in the word did yo

use such words in our strategic stud

e sesquipedalian syllables had kn

s return to the looki

s good M.

lie

iere set to work tracing out lines on the mirror, with a piece of Spanish chalk, following in all the make of my arms and my should

an excellent maxim, which is, unfortun

l the more astonishing, wh

e expa

rbl

hear his

ances, or in a troublesome position, have one's doublet on

said D'A

continued M

lie

ou want to draw your sword, monsieur, and you h

it off,'

no,' he

ow

ell made, that it will in no way encu

h,

elf on guard,

firmness, that two panes of g

hing,' said he. 'K

fle drooping, and my wrist curved, while my right arm, half extended,

, "'tis the true guard

word, dear friend. In

lie

all, prefer to call him - what

que

to call hi

member this name bet

calls himself Poqu

es

all to mind Mad

oo

d into lin; and instead of Co

astounded. "Go on, my friend, I am

sketched my arm

r pardon -

id I sa

aid Co

t he took his time over it; he kept looking at me a good deal. T

weary you?

little in my hands, 'but I could h

lows will make it a duty to support your arms,

ood,' I

ot be humilia

think, a great difference between b

of the soundest sense,"

ds approached; one supported my left arm, while th

approached. 'Support monsieur by the

re at rest?" as

Pocquenard drew

in, my

t. Stay, decidedly I pre

n it was over

iere drew me as I app

elicate

is respectful, and keeps

ere it

having touched

ee garcons who

dy explained to you the difference the

eive myself, or I have been the means of a good windfall to that rascal Moliere, and we s

aughing at?" as

l, I was laughing ov

ier man than you. But what is this las

r fellow, con

e nothin

irst who has had his meas

so sure

ence which passed between Voliere and

es not surprise me from M

e, my f

me, I shall continued to say Moliere. Well, this, I was saying, does not surprise me, com

at use to him by a

hest degree; - for you see my friend Moliere is of all known tailors the man wh

nan and Porthos quitted M. de Percerin's house and rejoined their carriages, wherein we w