“It is hardly worth the trouble, if the confidence is to bind me in any way.”
“Oh! do not be afraid.; there is no man whom I love better than Porthos, because he is so simple-minded and good-natured.
Porthos is so straightforward in everything. Since I have become a bishop, I have looked for these primeval natures, which make me love truth and hate intrigue.”
D’Artagnan stroked his mustache, but said nothing.
“I saw Porthos and again cultivated his acquaintance; his own time hanging idly on his hands, his presence recalled my earlier and better days without engaging me in any present evil. I sent for Porthos to come to Vannes. M. Fouquet, whose regard for me is very great, having