"Well, my Captain," said Porthos, quite beside himself, "the truth is that we were six against six. But we were not captured by fair means; and before we had time to draw our swords, two of our party were dead, and Athos, grievously wounded, was very little better. For you know Athos.
„Welnu, kapitein!” riep Porthos, van kwaadheid stamelende, „ik zal u dan maar de waarheid zeggen: Wij waren zes tegen zes, maar werden verraderlijk overvallen, zoodat, alvorens wij den tijd hadden onze degens te trekken, reeds twee onzer levenloos neerzonken; Athos, zwaar gekwetst, was niet veel beter.