asked Porthos.
“No,” replied d’Artagnan, piqued, “and thanks to my eyes, I can see what other people cannot see.”
Whether Porthos understood him or did not understand him, giving way to his anger, “Monsieur,” said he, “you stand a chance of getting chastised if you rub Musketeers in this fashion.”
“Chastised, Monsieur!” said d’Artagnan, “the expression is strong.”
“It is one that becomes a man accustomed to look his enemies in the face.”
“Ah, PARDIEU! I know full well that you don’t turn your back to yours.”
And the young man, delighted with his joke, went away laughing loudly.