CHAPTER LXXIX.

THE FIGHT AT CHARENTON. As Athos and Aramis proceeded, and passed different companies on the road, they became aware that they were arriving near the field of battle. "Ah! my friend!" cried Athos suddenly, "where have you brought us? I fancy I perceive around us faces of different officers in the royal army: is it not the Duc de Châtillon himself who is coming towards us with his brigadiers?" "Good-day, sirs," said the duke, advancing; "you are puzzled by what you see here, but one word will explain everything. The…