Are we not eating a horse, Porthos?
And perhaps his saddle, therewith." "No, gentlemen, I have kept the harness," said Porthos.
"My faith," said Aramis, "we are all alike.

One would think we had tipped the wink." "What could I do ?" said Porthos.

"This horse made my visitors ashamed of theirs, and I don't like to humiliate people." "Then your duchess is still at the waters ?" asked d'Artagnan.
"Still," replied Porthos.

"And, my faith, the governor of the province--one of the gentlemen I expected today--seemed to have such a wish for him, that I gave him to him." "Gave him ?" cried d'Artagnan.
"My God, yes, GAVE, that is the word," said Porthos; "for the animal was worth at least a hundred and fifty louis, and the stingy fellow would only give me eighty." "Without the saddle ?" said Aramis.
"Yes, without the saddle." "You will observe, gentlemen," said Athos, "that Porthos has made the best bargain of any of us." And then commenced a roar of laughter in which they all joined, to the astonishment of poor Porthos; but when he was informed of the cause of their hilarity, he shared it vociferously according to his custom.
"There is one comfort, we are all in cash," said d'Artagnan.
"Well, for my part," said Athos, "I found Aramis's Spanish wine so good that I sent on a hamper of sixty bottles of it in the wagon with the lackeys.

That has weakened my purse." "And I," said Aramis, "imagined that I had given almost my last sou to the church of Montdidier and the Jesuits of Amiens, with whom I had made engagements which I ought to have kept.