without accident. Athos followed them, then Porthos, then Aramis.
D’Artagnan went last, still shaking his head.
“What in the devil is the matter with you, my friend?” said Porthos. “Upon my word you would make Caesar afraid.”
“The matter is,” replied D’Artagnan, “that I can see upon this pier neither inspector nor sentinel nor exciseman.”
“And you complain of that!” said Porthos. “Everything goes as if in flowery paths.”
“Everything goes too well, Porthos. But no matter; we must trust in God.”
As soon as the plank was withdrawn the captain took his place