I sometimes dream, that's all.

Come, then, as early as you like--at seven o'clock; but beware, if you and your Musketeers are guilty." "If my Musketeers are guilty, sire, the guilty shall be placed in your Majesty's hands, who will dispose of them at your good pleasure.

Does your Majesty require anything further?
Speak, I am ready to obey." "No, monsieur, no; I am not called Louis the Just without reason.
Tomorrow, then, monsieur--tomorrow." "Till then, God preserve your Majesty!" However ill the king might sleep, M.de Treville slept still worse.

He had ordered his three Musketeers and their companion to be with him at half past six in the morning.

He took them with him, without encouraging them or promising them anything, and without concealing from them that their luck, and even his own, depended upon the cast of the dice.
Arrived at the foot of the back stairs, he desired them to wait.