Chapter 27: The four old Friends prepare to meet again

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌⁠Well,” said Porthos, seated in the courtyard of the Hotel de la Chevrette, to D’Artagnan, who, with a long and melancholy face, had returned from the Palais Royal; “did he receive you ungraciously, my dear friend?”

“I’faith, yes! a brute, that cardinal. What are you eating there, Porthos?”

“I am dipping a biscuit in a glass of Spanish wine; do the same.”

“You are right. Gimblou, a glass of wine.”

“Wel