In truth, monsieur, I should be well pleased if my countenance were as agreeable to you as yours is to me; for, upon my honor, I am quite at your service." The stranger, whom D'Artagnan saw for the first time,--for before he had only caught a glimpse of him,--the stranger had black and brilliant eyes, a yellow complexion, a brow a little wrinkled by the weight of fifty years, _bonhomie_ in his features collectively, but some cunning in his look.
"One would say," thought D'Artagnan, "that this merry fellow has never exercised more than the upper part of his head, his eyes, and his brain.

He must be a man of science: his mouth, nose, and chin signify absolutely nothing." "Monsieur," replied the latter, with whose mind and person we have been making so free, "you do me much honor; not that I am ever _ennuye_, for I have," added he, smiling, "a company which amuses me always: but, never mind that, I am happy to receive you." But when saying this, the man with the worn boots cast an uneasy look at his table, from which the oysters had disappeared, and upon which there was nothing left but a morsel of salt bacon.
"Monsieur," D'Artagnan hastened to say, "the host is bringing me up a pretty piece of roasted poultry and a superb _tourteau_." D'Artagnan had read in the look of his companion, however rapidly it disappeared, the fear of an attack by a parasite: he divined justly.

At this opening, the features of the man of modest exterior relaxed; and, as if he had watched the moment for his entrance, as D'Artagnan spoke, the host appeared, bearing the announced dishes.

The _tourteau_ and the teal were added to the morsel of broiled bacon; D'Artagnan and his guest bowed, sat down opposite to each other, and, like two brothers, shared the bacon and the other dishes.
"Monsieur," said D'Artagnan, "you must confess that association is a wonderful thing." "How so ?" replied the stranger, with his mouth full.
"Well, I will tell you," replied D'Artagnan.
The stranger gave a short truce to the movement of his jaws, in order to hear the better.
"In the first place," continued D'Artagnan, "instead of one candle, which each of us had, we have two." "That is true!" said the stranger, struck with the extreme lucidity of the observation.
"Then I see that you eat my _tourteau_ in preference, whilst I, in preference, eat your bacon." "That is true again." "And then, in addition to being better lighted and eating what we prefer, I place the pleasure of your company." "Truly, monsieur, you are very jovial," said the unknown, cheerfully.
"Yes, monsieur; jovial, as all people are who carry nothing on their minds, or, for that matter, in their heads.

Oh! I can see it is quite another sort of thing with you," continued D'Artagnan; "I can read in your eyes all sorts of genius." "Oh, monsieur!" "Come, confess one thing." "What is that ?" "That you are a learned man." "_Ma foi!_ monsieur." "_Hein ?_" "Almost." "Come, then!" "I am an author." "There!" cried D'Artagnan, clapping his hands, "I knew I could not be deceived! It is a miracle!" "Monsieur--" "What, shall I have the honor of passing the evening in the society of an author, of a celebrated author, perhaps ?" "Oh!" said the unknown, blushing, "celebrated, monsieur, celebrated is not the word." "Modest!" cried D'Artagnan, transported, "he is modest!" Then, turning towards the stranger, with a character of blunt _bonhomie_: "But tell me at least the name of your works, monsieur; for you will please to observe you have not told me your name, and I have been forced to divine your genius." "My name is Jupenet, monsieur," said the author.
"A fine name! a grand name! upon my honor; and I do not know why--pardon me the mistake, if it be one--but surely I have heard that name somewhere." "I have made verses," said the poet, modestly.
"Ah! that is it, then; I have heard them read." "A tragedy." "I must have seen it played." The poet blushed again, and said: "I do not think that can be the case, for my verses have never been printed." "Well, then, it must have been the tragedy which informed me of your name." "You are again mistaken, for MM.