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The Three Musketeers

The Man Of Meung
The crowd was caused, not by the expectation of a man to be hanged, but by the
contemplation of a man who was hanged.
The carriage, which had been stopped for a minute, resumed its way, passed through the
crowd, threaded the Rue St. Honore, turned into the Rue des Bons Enfants, and stopped
before a low door.
The door opened; two guards received Bonacieux in their arms from the officer who
supported him. They carried him through an alley, up a flight of stairs, and deposited him
in an antechamber.
All these movements had been effected mechanically, as far as he was concerned. He had
walked as one walks in a dream; he had a glimpse of objects as through a fog. His ears
had perceived sounds without comprehending them; he might have been executed at that
moment without his making a single gesture in his own defense or uttering a cry to
implore mercy.
He remained on the bench, with his back leaning against the wall and his hands hanging
down, exactly on the spot where the guards placed him.
On looking around him, however, as he could perceive no threatening object, as nothing
indicated that he ran any real danger, as the bench was comfortably covered with a well-
stuffed cushion, as the wall was ornamented with a beautiful Cordova leather, and as
large red damask curtains, fastened back by gold clasps, floated before the window, he
perceived by degrees that his fear was exaggerated, and he began to turn his head to the
right and the left, upward and downward.
At this movement, which nobody opposed, he resumed a little courage, and ventured to
draw up one leg and then the other. At length, with the help of his two hands he lifted
himself from the bench, and found himself on his feet.
At this moment an officer with a pleasant face opened a door, continued to exchange
some words with a person in the next chamber and then came up to the prisoner. "Is your
name Bonacieux?" said he.
"Yes, Monsieur Officer," stammered the mercer, more dead than alive, "at your service."
"Come in," said the officer.
And he moved out of the way to let the mercer pass. The latter obeyed without reply, and
entered the chamber, where he appeared to be expected.
 
 
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