"Really, that is odd," said D'Artagnan; "I never remarked that before."
"It is only since I have taken to reading," said Porthos, with a thoughtful air.
"But the labors of the mind have not affected the health of the body, I trust?"
"Not in the slightest degree."
"Your strength is as great as ever?"
"Too great, my friend, too great."
"Ah! I had heard that, for a short time after your arrival—"
"That I could hardly move a limb, I suppose?"
"How was it?" said D'Artagnan, smiling; "and why was it you could not move?"
Porthos, perceiving that he had made a mistake, wished to correct it. "Yes, I came from Belle-Isle here upon very hard horses," he said, "and that fatigued me."