D'Artagnan put his forty pistoles into his pocket without any scruple--on the contrary, thanking his Majesty greatly.
"There," said the king, looking at a clock, "there, now, as it is half past eight, you may retire; for as I told you, I expect someone at nine.
Thanks for your devotedness, gentlemen.

I may continue to rely upon it, may I not ?" "Oh, sire!" cried the four companions, with one voice, "we would allow ourselves to be cut to pieces in your Majesty's service." "Well, well, but keep whole; that will be better, and you will be more useful to me.

Treville," added the king, in a low voice, as the others were retiring, "as you have no room in the Musketeers, and as we have besides decided that a novitiate is necessary before entering that corps, place this young man in the company of the Guards of Monsieur Dessessart, your brother-in-law.

Ah, PARDIEU, Treville! I enjoy beforehand the face the cardinal will make.

He will be furious; but I don't care.