"Monsieur," said Athos, letting him go, "you are not polite; it
is easy to perceive that you come from a distance."

D'Artagnan had already strode down three or four stairs, but at
Athos's last remark he stopped short.

"MORBLEU, monsieur!" said he, "however far I may come, it is not
you who can give me a lesson in good manners, I warn you."

"Perhaps," said Athos.

"Ah! If I were not in such haste, and if I were not running
after someone," said d'Artagnan.

"Monsieur Man-in-a-hurry, you can find me without running--ME,
you understand?"

"And where, I pray you?"

"Near the Carmes-Deschaux."

"At what hour?"

"About noon."

"About noon? That will do; I will be there."

"Endeavor not to make me wait; for at quarter past twelve I will
cut off your ears as you run."