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.