D'Artagnan, with his eyes animated by a rough gayety, and a smile upon his lips, approached these fishermen.
"Any fishing going on to-day ?" said he.
"Yes, monsieur," replied one of them, "we are only waiting for the tide." "Where do you fish, my friends ?" "Upon the coasts, monsieur." "Which are the best coasts ?" "Ah, that is all according.

The tour of the isles, for example ?" "Yes, but they are a long way off, those isles, are they not ?" "Not very; four leagues." "Four leagues! That is a voyage." The fishermen laughed in M.Agnan's face.
"Hear me, then," said the latter with an air of simple stupidity; "four leagues off you lose sight of land, do you not ?" "Why, not always." "Ah, it is a long way--too long, or else I would have asked you to take me aboard, and to show me what I have never seen." "What is that ?" "A live sea-fish." "Monsieur comes from the province ?" said a fisherman.
"Yes, I come from Paris." The Breton shrugged his shoulders; then: "Have you ever seen M.Fouquet in Paris ?" asked he.
"Often," replied D'Artagnan.
"Often!" repeated the fishermen, closing their circle round the Parisian.

"Do you know him ?" "A little; he is the intimate friend of my master." "Ah!" said the fishermen, in astonishment.
"And," said D'Artagnan, "I have seen all his chateaux of Saint Mande, of Vaux, and his hotel in Paris." "Is that a fine place ?" "Superb." "It is not so fine a place as Belle-Isle," said the fisherman.
"Bah!" cried M.d'Artagnan, breaking into a laugh so loud that he angered all his auditors.
"It is very plain that you have never seen Belle-Isle," said the most curious of the fishermen.

"Do you know that there are six leagues of it, and that there are such trees on it as cannot be equaled even at Nates-sur-le-Fosse ?" "Trees in the sea!" cried D'Artagnan; "well, I should like to see them." "That can be easily done; we are fishing at the Isle de Hoedic--come with us.

From that place you will see, as a Paradise, the black trees of Belle-Isle against the sky; you will see the white line of the castle, which cuts the horizon of the sea like a blade." "Oh," said D'Artagnan, "that must be very beautiful.