"Eh! eh!" said D'Artagnan, at the aspect of those masses of black rocks, "these are fortifications which do not stand in need of any engineer to render a landing difficult.

How the devil can a landing be effected on that isle which God has defended so completely ?" "This way," replied the patron of the bark, changing the sail, and impressing upon the rudder a twist which turned the boat in the direction of a pretty little port, quite coquettish, round, and newly battlemented.
"What the devil do I see yonder ?" said D'Artagnan.
"You see Locmaria," replied the fisherman.
"Well, but there ?" "That is Bangor." "And further on ?" "Sauzon, and then Le Palais." "_Mordioux!_ It is a world.

Ah! there are some soldiers." "There are seventeen hundred men in Belle-Isle, monsieur," replied the fisherman, proudly.

"Do you know that the least garrison is of twenty companies of infantry ?" "_Mordioux!_" cried D'Artagnan, stamping with his foot.

"His majesty was right enough." They landed..