But what I understand likewise, and what is very frightful, is, that every time his majesty Charles II.

will think of me, he will say to himself: 'There is the man who came very near to making me lose my crown.

Fortunately I was generous, great, full of presence of mind.' That will be said by the young gentleman in a shabby black doublet, who came to the chateau of Blois, hat in hand, to ask me if I would give him access to the king of France." "D'Artagnan! D'Artagnan!" said Athos, laying his hand on the shoulder of the musketeer, "you are unjust." "I have a right to be so." "No--for you are ignorant of the future." D'Artagnan looked his friend full in the face, and began to laugh.

"In truth, my dear Athos," said he, "you have some sayings so superb, that they only belong to you and M.le Cardinal Mazarin." Athos frowned slightly.
"I beg your pardon," continued D'Artagnan, laughing, "I beg your pardon if I have offended you.

The future! _Nein!_ what pretty words are words that promise, and how well they fill the mouth in default of other things! _Mordioux!_ After having met with so many who promised, when shall I find one who will give?
But, let that pass!" continued D'Artagnan.