None whatsoever.” Athos steered his steed deftly around a spooked carthorse that was in the process of dragging its load and its carter into a ditch and slapped the animal on the croup in passing so that it shied and kicked out. “I doubt that the duchess and I would find anything to do to amuse each other, were we ever to meet face to face.”
Ha!
Yeah, I could see how that kind of letter, received by accident, might send a sweet kind boy like Aramis into a funk.
Athos laughs scornfully at madame la duchesse and her feminine wiles.
Aramis is very sensitive with regard to Marie's letters. He might overreact a leetle bit, though. It's not like him to be so emo.
Poor Descartes. He was at the wrong place at the wrong time, Marie saw her chance, the poor boy woke up one morning and found himself knee-deep in a cabal.
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