Fouquet, almost entirely alone, was being assisted by his _valet de chambre_ to undress, when M.d'Artagnan appeared at the entrance of the room.

D'Artagnan had never been able to succeed in making himself common at the court; and notwithstanding he was seen everywhere and on all occasions, he never failed to produce an effect wherever and whenever he made his appearance.

Such is the happy privilege of certain natures, which in that respect resemble either thunder or lightning; every one recognizes them; but their appearance never fails to arouse surprise and astonishment, and whenever they occur, the impression is always left that the last was the most conspicuous or most important.
"What! M.d'Artagnan ?" said Fouquet, who had already taken his right arm out of the sleeve of his doublet.
"At your service," replied the musketeer.
"Come in, my dear M.d'Artagnan." "Thank you." "Have you come to criticise the _fete ?_ You are ingenious enough in your criticisms, I know." "By no means." "Are not your men looked after properly ?" "In every way." "You are not comfortably lodged, perhaps ?" "Nothing could be better." "In that case, I have to thank you for being so amiably disposed, and I must not fail to express my obligations to you for all your flattering kindness." These words were as much as to say, "My dear D'Artagnan, pray go to bed, since you have a bed to lie down on, and let me do the same." D'Artagnan did not seem to understand it.
"Are you going to bed already ?" he said to the superintendent.
"Yes; have you anything to say to me ?" "Nothing, monsieur, nothing at all.

You sleep in this room, then ?" "Yes; as you see." "You have given a most charming _fete_ to the king." "Do you think so ?" "Oh! beautiful!" "Is the king pleased ?" "Enchanted." "Did he desire you to say as much to me ?" "He would not choose so unworthy a messenger, monseigneur." "You do not do yourself justice, Monsieur d'Artagnan." "Is that your bed, there ?" "Yes; but why do you ask?
Are you not satisfied with your own ?" "My I speak frankly to you ?" "Most assuredly." "Well, then, I am not." Fouquet started; and then replied, "Will you take my room, Monsieur d'Artagnan ?" "What! deprive you of it, monseigneur?
never!" "What am I to do, then ?" "Allow me to share yours with you." Fouquet looked at the musketeer fixedly.

"Ah! ah!" he said, "you have just left the king." "I have, monseigneur." "And the king wishes you to pass the night in my room ?" "Monseigneur--" "Very well, Monsieur d'Artagnan, very well.