I told him very humbly--for I could not conceal from myself the scrape I had got into by laying hands on one of his Majesty's Musketeers--I told him I was quite ready to submit to his conditions.
"'In the first place,' said he, 'I wish my lackey placed with me, fully armed.' We hastened to obey this order; for you will please to understand, monsieur, we were disposed to do everything your friend could desire.

Monsieur Grimaud (he told us his name, although he does not talk much)--Monsieur Grimaud, then, went down to the cellar, wounded as he was; then his master, having admitted him, barricaded the door afresh, and ordered us to remain quietly in our own bar." "But where is Athos now ?" cried d'Artagnan.

"Where is Athos ?" "In the cellar, monsieur." "What, you scoundrel! Have you kept him in the cellar all this time ?" "Merciful heaven! No, monsieur! We keep him in the cellar! You do not know what he is about in the cellar.

Ah! If you could but persuade him to come out, monsieur, I should owe you the gratitude of my whole life; I should adore you as my patron saint!" "Then he is there?
I shall find him there ?" "Without doubt you will, monsieur; he persists in remaining there.

We every day pass through the air hole some bread at the end of a fork, and some meat when he asks for it; but alas! It is not of bread and meat of which he makes the greatest consumption.