The cardinal smiled.
“Younger sons,” he said, “who enlisted in the musketeers under feigned names in order not to lower their family names. Long swords but light purses. Was that it?”
“If, God willing, these swords should be devoted to the service of your eminence,” said D’Artagnan, “I shall venture to express a wish, which is, that in its turn the purse of your eminence may become light and theirs heavy — for with these three men your eminence may rouse all Europe if you like.”
“These Gascons,” said the cardinal, laughing, “almost beat the Italians in effrontery.”
“At all events,” answered D’Artagnan, with a smile almost as crafty as the cardinal’s,