"Upon my word, it is, as you say, astonishing," replied D'Artagnan, beginning to laugh also; whereupon Porthos laughed louder than ever.
"I broke," said Porthos, in a voice half-choked from his increasing mirth, "more than three thousand francs worth of china—oh! oh! oh!"
"Good!" said D'Artagnan.
"I smashed more than four thousand francs worth of glass—oh! oh! oh!"
"Excellent."
"Without counting a luster, which fell on my head and was broken into a thousand pieces—oh! oh! oh!"
"Upon your head?" said D'Artagnan, holding his sides.
"On the top."
"But your head was broken, I suppose?"
"No, since I tell you, on the contrary, my dear fellow, that it was the luster which was broken like glass, as it was, indeed."