And he did wonders." "Bah! what did he do ?" "Why, in the first place, he threw a man out of the window, as he would have flung a sack full of flock." "Come, that's pretty well," said Porthos.
"Then he drew, and cut and thrust away, as we fellows used to do in the good old times." "And what was the cause of this riot ?" said Porthos.
D'Artagnan remarked upon the face of Aramis a complete indifference to this question of Porthos.

"Why," said he, fixing his eyes upon Aramis, "on account of the two farmers of the revenue, friends of M.Fouquet, whom the king forced to disgorge their plunder, and then hanged them." A scarcely perceptible contraction of the prelate's brow showed that he had heard D'Artagnan's reply.

"Oh, oh!" said Porthos; "and what were the names of these friends of M.Fouquet ?" "MM.

d'Eymeris and Lyodot," said D'Artagnan.

"Do you know these names, Aramis ?" "No," said the prelate, disdainfully; "they sound like the names of financiers." "Exactly; so they were." "Oh! M.Fouquet allows his friends to be hanged, then," said Porthos.
"And why not ?" said Aramis.
"Why, it seems to me--" "If these culprits were hanged, it was by order of the king.