At this Athos would smile, with his charming, melancholy smile, which so became his noble countenance, and Porthos would drink, swearing that Aramis would never be anything but a village CURE.
Athos minderre csak mosolygott kedves, nemes vonásaihoz oly jól illő mélabús mosolyával, Porthos pedig nagyot kortyintott, és szidta Aramist, hogy falusi plébánosságnál soha nem viszi többre.