Porthos bowed with a reverence which Anne of Austria would have approved of.
It was then Planchet's turn, and he unhesitatingly embraced the lady in question, not, however, until he had made a sign as if requesting D'Artagnan's and Porthos's permission, a permission as a matter of course frankly conceded.

D'Artagnan complimented Planchet, and said, "You are indeed a man who knows how to make life agreeable." "Life, monsieur," said Planchet, laughing, "is capital which a man ought to invest as sensibly as he possibly can." "And you get very good interest for yours," said Porthos, with a burst of laughter like a peal of thunder.
Planchet turned to his housekeeper.

"You have before you," he said to her, "the two gentlemen who influenced the greatest, gayest, grandest portion of my life.

I have spoken to you about them both very frequently." "And about two others as well," said the lady, with a very decided Flemish accent.
"Madame is Dutch ?" inquired D'Artagnan.

Porthos curled his mustache, a circumstance which was not lost upon D'Artagnan, who noticed everything.
"I am from Antwerp," said the lady.
"And her name is Madame Getcher," said Planchet.
"You should not call her madame," said D'Artagnan.
"Why not ?" asked Planchet.
"Because it would make her seem older every time you call her so." "Well, I call her Truchen." "And a very pretty name too," said Porthos.
"Truchen," said Planchet, "came to me from Flanders with her virtue and two thousand florins.