matters little. When one puts on a mask, it is not difficult to wear a beard under it.”
“I am sorry I did not follow him,” said Porthos.
“Well, my dear Porthos,” said D’Artagnan, “that’s the very thing it came into my head to do.”
Athos understood all now.
“Pardon me, D’Artagnan,” he said. “I have distrusted God; I could the more easily distrust you. Pardon me, my friend.”
“We will see about that presently,” said D’Artagnan, with a slight smile.
“Well, then?” said Aramis.
“Well, while I was watching