“Yes,” said D’Artagnan, “‘tis the true guard — the academic guard.”

“You have said the very word, dear friend. In the meanwhile, Voliere — ”

“Moliere.”

“Hold! I should certainly, after all, prefer to call him — what did you say his other name was?”

“Poquelin.”

“I prefer to call him Poquelin.”

“And how will you remember this name better than the other?”

“You understand, he calls himself Poquelin, does he not?”

“Yes.”