Our best-born and richest gentlemen sometimes solicit it without being able to obtain it.

You will learn horsemanship, swordsmanship in all its branches, and dancing.

You will make some desirable acquaintances; and from time to time you can call upon me, just to tell me how you are getting on, and to say whether I can be of further service to you." D'Artagnan, stranger as he was to all the manners of a court, could not but perceive a little coldness in this reception.
"Alas, sir," said he, "I cannot but perceive how sadly I miss the letter of introduction which my father gave me to present to you." "I certainly am surprised," replied M.de Treville, "that you should undertake so long a journey without that necessary passport, the sole resource of us poor Bearnese." "I had one, sir, and, thank God, such as I could wish," cried d'Artagnan; "but it was perfidiously stolen from me." He then related the adventure of Meung, described the unknown gentleman with the greatest minuteness, and all with a warmth and truthfulness that delighted M.de Treville.
"This is all very strange," said M.de Treville, after meditating a minute; "you mentioned my name, then, aloud ?" "Yes, sir, I certainly committed that imprudence; but why should I have done otherwise?
A name like yours must be as a buckler to me on my way.
Judge if I should not put myself under its protection." Flattery was at that period very current, and M.de Treville loved incense as well as a king, or even a cardinal.

He could not refrain from a smile of visible satisfaction; but this smile soon disappeared, and returning to the adventure of Meung, "Tell me," continued he, "had not this gentlemen a slight scar on his cheek ?" "Yes, such a one as would be made by the grazing of a ball." "Was he not a fine-looking man ?" "Yes." "Of lofty stature." "Yes." "Of complexion and brown hair ?" "Yes, yes, that is he; how is it, sir, that you are acquainted with this man?
If I ever find him again--and I will find him, I swear, were it in hell!" "He was waiting for a woman," continued Treville.
"He departed immediately after having conversed for a minute with her whom he awaited." "You know not the subject of their conversation ?" "He gave her a box, told her not to open it except in London." "Was this woman English ?" "He called her Milady." "It is he; it must be he!" murmured Treville.

"I believed him still at Brussels." "Oh, sir, if you know who this man is," cried d'Artagnan, "tell me who he is, and whence he is.