D'Artagnan, the King Maker — page 50: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

The Atlas. Al Good Servant,’ of the Holy Writ, who served while only waitin ‘i ‘Faith, your grace, it is harder serving when one has the knife and the itching to carve!” said D’Artagnan, sig- nificantly, albeit, with his feigned bluntness. “So, it is understood between us; you take your vaca- tion in Portugal, where you will not be disturbed by ac- quaintances. As for strangers, I hear that there even the alms-cravers are marked for courtesy.” “My lord, Iam the last person to pick a quarrel with.” “At least, those who ‘have done so were the last to do it.” “T shall visit Portugal,’ said the musketeer, as if the premier had selected the object of his devotions in the Holy Land. “If in studying her orange groves, vineyards and an- cient battlefields where the Saracen was driven back, you find that my guidnuncs were not capable nucios, why, be- hold one glad to alter my opinions on recreation parks. I will rule out my ideal Portugal from that map! Alas! I have left but few areas where, when I retire, I can raise my cabbages!”’ “My gracious lord, I am ready, for the first time in ten or twelve years, to take a furlough thrust upon me!” EoOmichooksnco