"I certainly never will get drunk again, d'Artagnan; it is too bad a habit." D'Artagnan remained silent; and then changing the conversation all at once, Athos said: "By the by, I thank you for the horse you have brought me." "Is it to your mind ?" asked d'Artagnan.
"Yes; but it is not a horse for hard work." "You are mistaken; I rode him nearly ten leagues in less than an hour and a half, and he appeared no more distressed than if he had only made the tour of the Place St.Sulpice." "Ah, you begin to awaken my regret." "Regret ?" "Yes; I have parted with him." "How ?" "Why, here is the simple fact.

This morning I awoke at six o'clock.

You were still fast asleep, and I did not know what to do with myself; I was still stupid from our yesterday's debauch.

As I came into the public room, I saw one of our Englishman bargaining with a dealer for a horse, his own having died yesterday from bleeding.

I drew near, and found he was bidding a hundred pistoles for a chestnut nag.