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"Do you think so?" "I am sure of it." "Then I would kill him rather than let him go." "And you would act rightly. There is no question, you understand, provided we secure our own interests, of securing those of the Frondeurs; who, besides, don't understand political matters as we old soldiers do." "Never fear, dear friend," said Porthos.
The king Louis XIV. has no longer now but one enemy: that enemy is myself, myself alone. I have made you a prisoner, you have followed me, to-day I liberate you, you fly back to your prince. You can perceive, Porthos, there is not one difficulty in all this." "Do you think so?" said Porthos. "I am quite sure of it."
"Which you knocked over?" "Which I dashed to the other side of the room," said Porthos, laughing. "Upon my word, it is, as you say, astonishing," replied D'Artagnan, beginning to laugh also; whereupon Porthos laughed louder than ever. "I broke," said Porthos, in a voice half-choked from his increasing mirth, "more than three thousand francs worth of china ha, ha, ha!" "Good!" said D'Artagnan.
"I can send to each of them leave of absence for fifteen days, that is all to Athos, whose wound still makes him suffer, to go to the waters of Forges; to Porthos and Aramis to accompany their friend, whom they are not willing to abandon in such a painful condition. Sending their leave of absence will be proof enough that I authorize their journey." "Thanks, monsieur.
I have spoken to you about them both very frequently." "And about two others as well," said the lady, with a very decided Flemish accent. "Madame is Dutch?" inquired D'Artagnan. Porthos curled his mustache, a circumstance which was not lost upon D'Artagnan, who noticed everything. "I am from Antwerp," said the lady. "And her name is Madame Getcher," said Planchet.
"Because she flew into a great passion on receiving the letter, saying that Monsieur Porthos was a weathercock, and that she was sure it was for some woman he had received this wound." "Has he been wounded, then?" "Oh, good Lord! What have I said?" "You said that Porthos had received a sword cut." "Yes, but he has forbidden me so strictly to say so." "And why so." "Zounds, monsieur!
"'How much were they worth?" "Why," said Porthos, "that was very good of him, it seems to me." "'A thousand pistoles, I said." "A thousand pistoles!" Porthos exclaimed. "Oh! oh! that is a large sum. If he knew anything about horses he would dispute the price." "Faith! he was very much inclined to do so, the contemptible fellow. He made a great start and looked at me.
D'Artagnan, on his part, embraced him with equal ardor. Porthos pressed the delicate hand of Aramis in his immense hands, and D'Artagnan remarked that His Greatness gave him his left hand, probably from habit, seeing that Porthos already ten times had been near injuring his fingers covered with rings, by pounding his flesh in the vise of his fist.
"I will do it, my dear Porthos," continued Aramis, in his blandest tone; "I will go and have these orders executed myself, if you do not go, my friend." "Well! I will instantly!" said Porthos, who went to execute the orders, casting all the while looks behind him, to see if the bishop of Vannes were not deceived; and if, on recovering more rational ideas, he would not recall him.
Now, as Louis XIV. would have no inclination for a war on that subject, I will answer for an arrangement, the result of which must bring greatness to Porthos and to me, and a duchy in France to you, who are already a grandee of Spain. Will you join us?"
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