“Well, then, I decide.”

“I have your word, then?”

“Yes, ‘tis given. I shall fight heart and soul for Mazarin; but — — ”

“But?”

“But he must make me a baron.”

“Zounds!” said D’Artagnan, “that’s settled already; I will be responsible for the barony.”

On this promise being given, Porthos, who had never doubted his friend’s assurance, turned back with him toward the castle.