Porthos gently raised the Musketeer's head and smled "Mon amis, I knew it was you. "Oh, mon amis" wailed the Musketeer, collapsing into Porthos's bosom, "I wanted to tell you that I was but.I pray mon amis forgive me!" Porthos slowly approached the Musketeer and as he knelt down he whispered "Henri, is that you?" "There are twenty five squares with one side each, sixteen two sided squares, nine three sided squares, four four sided squares, and one five sided square giving you a total of fifty five, you have solved the riddle of the old man" and with that handed the Musketeer a parchment before walking into the forest. "is the correct answer" said the old man and as the Musketeer slumped to his knees, puffing and panting, the old man explained. "But the answer cannot be twenty six because that would be too simple" "And there are twenty five smaller squares"
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