the wish to find out who the man was that he had killed. On arriving at the Hotel de la Chevrette they found the baron’s equipage all really and Mousqueton on his saddle.
“Come, D’Artagnan,” said Porthos, “bid adieu to your sword and go with me to Pierrefonds, to Bracieux, or to Du Vallon. We will grow old together and talk of our companions.”
“No!” replied D’Artagnan, “deuce take it, the campaign is going to begin; I wish to be there, I expect to get something by it.”
“What do you expect to get?”
“Why, I expect to be made Marechal of France!”