de Guiche's wound--a mere dream; the bullet, a dream.

So, take my advice, and prate no more about it." "Well said," returned the king, "M.

d'Artagnan's advice is sound.

Do not speak of your dream to any one, Monsieur Valot, and, upon the word of a gentleman, you will have no occasion to repent it.

Good evening, gentlemen; a very sad affair, indeed, is a wild boar-hunt!" "A very serious thing, indeed," repeated D'Artagnan, in a loud voice, "is a wild boar-hunt!" and he repeated it in every room through which he passed; and left the chateau, taking Valot with him.
"And now we are alone," said the king to Saint-Aignan, "what is the name of De Guiche's adversary ?" Saint-Aignan looked at the king.
"Oh! do not hesitate," said the king; "you know that I am bound beforehand to forgive." "De Wardes," said Saint-Aignan.
"Very good," said Louis XIV.; and then, retiring to his own room, added to himself, "To forgive is not to forget.".