Mine was a beautiful luck at that time.

I was the favorite of M.de Mazarin.
Lieutenant here! lieutenant there! lieutenant to the right! lieutenant to the left! There was not a buffet dealt in France, of which your humble servant did not have the dealing; but soon France was not enough.
The cardinal sent me to England on Cromwell's account; another gentleman who was not over gentle, I assure you, sire.

I had the honor of knowing him, and I was well able to appreciate him.

A great deal was promised me on account of that mission.

So, as I did much more than I had been bidden to do, I was generously paid, for I was at length appointed captain of the musketeers, that is to say, the most envied position in court, which takes precedence over the marshals of France, and justly, for who says captain of the musketeers says the flower of chivalry and king of the brave." "Captain, monsieur!" interrupted the king, "you make a mistake.
Lieutenant, you mean." "Not at all, sire--I make no mistake; your majesty may rely upon me in that respect.