You have often heard me speak of them, have you not, my friend ?" "Yes; but I confess I always thought you jested." "With such things! Oh, d'Artagnan!" "The devil! Why, people jest with death." "And people are wrong, d'Artagnan; for death is the door which leads to perdition or to salvation." "Granted; but if you please, let us not theologize, Aramis.

You must have had enough for today.

As for me, I have almost forgotten the little Latin I have ever known.

Then I confess to you that I have eaten nothing since ten o'clock this morning, and I am devilish hungry." "We will dine directly, my friend; only you must please to remember that this is Friday.

Now, on such a day I can neither eat flesh nor see it eaten.