Take from them the six hours of sleep which are indispensable for me--six; one hour for repasts--seven; one hour for a farewell visit to Athos--eight; two hours for chance circumstances--total, ten.

There are then five hours left.
One hour to get my money,--that is, to have payment refused by M.
Fouquet; another hour to go and receive my money of M.Colbert, together with his questions and grimaces; one hour to look over my clothes and arms, and get my boots cleaned.

I still have two hours left.

_Mordioux!_ how rich I am." And so saying, D'Artagnan felt a strange joy, a joy of youth, a perfume of those great and happy years of former times mount into his brain and intoxicate him.

"During these two hours I will go," said the musketeer, "and take my quarter's rent of the Image-de-Notre-Dame.