“‘Tis done!” they both exclaimed at once. “As to you, comrades,” they said to the men, “nothing will happen to you if you are discreet; but if you stir you are dead men.”
The soldiers were complaisant; they had found the grasp of Porthos pretty powerful and that it was no joke to fight against it.
“Now,” said D’Artagnan, “you wouldn’t be sorry to understand the plot, would you, Porthos?”
“Well, no, not very.”
“Well, then, we shall go down into the court.”
“We shall take the place of those two fellows.”