Mazarin had disgusted me for a long time, as you know; so I threw my cassock to the nettles." "But Mazarin is dead." "I know that well enough, _parbleu!_ Only, at the period of his death, my resignation had been given in and accepted two months.

Then, feeling myself free, I set off for Pierrefonds, to see my friend Porthos.

I had heard talk of the happy division you had made of your time, and I wished, for a fortnight, to divide mine after your fashion." "My friend, you know that it is not for a fortnight my house is open to you; it is for a year--for ten years--for life." "Thank you, Porthos." "Ah! but perhaps you want money--do you ?" said Porthos, making something like fifty louis chink in his pocket.

"In that case, you know--" "No, thank you; I am not in want of anything.

I placed my savings with Planchet, who pays me the interest of them." "Your savings ?" "Yes, to be sure," said D'Artagnan: "why should I not put by my savings, as well as another, Porthos ?" "Oh, there is no reason why; on the contrary, I always suspected you--that is to say, Aramis always suspected you to have savings.