Twenty Years After by Alexandre Dumas Chapter 6 Page 5

really wish it?”

“But he is dead; I am sure of it.”

“He was a very contrary fellow and might come back on purpose to have us hanged.”

“All right; if he comes back you will kill him, you are so skillful and so brave.”

“Peste!

my darling! another way of getting hanged.”

“So you refuse my request?”

“To be sure I do — furiously!”

The pretty landlady was desolate. She would have taken D’Artagnan not only as her husband, but as her God, he was so handsome and had so fierce a mustache.