Ten Years Later: The Man in The Iron Mask by Alexandre Dumas Chapter 4 Page 6

“My dear Percerin,” said D’Artagnan, “you will make a dress for the baron.

‘Tis I who ask you.”

“To you I will not say nay, captain.”

“But that is not all; you will make it for him at once.”

“‘Tis impossible within eight days.”

“That, then, is as much as to refuse, because the dress is wanted for the fete at Vaux.”

“I repeat that it is impossible,” returned the obstinate old man.

“By no means, dear Monsieur Percerin, above all if I ask you,” said a mild voice at the door, a silvery voice which made