“Dame! It is hot! Ah, ah! do you see Vannes now?”
“Yes, perfectly. It is a handsome city, apparently.”
“Charming, according to Aramis, at least; but I think it black; but black seems to be considered handsome by artists: I am sorry for it.”
“Why so, Porthos?”
“Because I have lately had my chateau of Pierrefonds, which was gray with age, plastered white.”
“Humph!” said D’Artagnan, “and white is more cheerful.”
“Yes, but it is less august, as Aramis tells me. Fortunately there are dealers in black as well as white. I will have Pierrefonds replastered in black; that’s all there is about it. If gray is handsome, you understand, my friend, black must be superb.”
“Dame!” said D’Artagnan, “that appears logical.”
“Were you never at Vannes, D’Artagnan?”
“Never.”