Cahusac immediately ran to the Guardsman whom Aramis had killed,
seized his rapier, and returned toward d'Artagnan; but on his way
he met Athos, who during his relief which d'Artagnan had procured
him had recovered his breath, and who, for fear that d'Artagnan
would kill his enemy, wished to resume the fight.

D'Artagnan perceived that it would be disobliging Athos not to
leave him alone; and in a few minutes Cahusac fell, with a sword
thrust through his throat.

At the same instant Aramis placed his sword point on the breast
of his fallen enemy, and forced him to ask for mercy.

There only then remained Porthos and Bicarat. Porthos made a
thousand flourishes, asking Bicarat what o'clock it could be, and
offering him his compliments upon his brother's having just
obtained a company in the regiment of Navarre; but, jest as he
might, he gained nothing. Bicarat was one of those iron men who
never fell dead.

Nevertheless, it was necessary to finish. The watch might come
up and take all the combatants, wounded or not, royalists or
cardinalists. Athos, Aramis, and d'Artagnan surrounded Bicarat,
and required him to surrender. Though alone against all and with
a wound in his thigh, Bicarat wished to hold out; but Jussac, who
had risen upon his elbow, cried out to him to yield. Bicarat was
a Gascon, as d'Artagnan was; he turned a deaf ear, and contented
himself with laughing, and between two parries finding time to
point to a spot of earth with his sword, "Here," cried he,