D’Artagnan threw down a yet-smoking pistol which he held in his hand, and fell on his knees before his mistress. Athos replaced his in his belt; Porthos and Aramis, who held their drawn swords in their hands, returned them to their scabbards.
D'Artagnan jeta un pistolet encore fumant qu'il tenait à la main, et tomba à genoux devant sa maîtresse, Athos repassa le sien à sa ceinture; Porthos et Aramis, qui tenaient leurs épées nues, les remirent au fourreau.