"Ah, PARDIEU! My dear dame," said d’Artagnan, springing from his horse, and throwing the bridle to Planchet, "you restore me to life; where is this dear Aramis?
Istennek hála, édes nagysám! - szólt D'Artagnan; lepattant a lóról, s a kantárt Planchet-nek vetette - ez ám a jó hír!