"No; you are a man of genius; and whenever the question happens to be of war, tactics, surprises, or good honest blows to be dealt, why, kings are all nonsense, compared to you. But for the consolations of the mind, the proper care of the body, the agreeable things of life, if one may say so--ah! monsieur, don't talk to me about men of genius; they are nothing short of executioners." "Good," said D'Artagnan, quite fidgety with curiosity; "upon my word you interest me in the highest degree." "You feel already less bored than you did just now, do you not?" "I was not bored; yet since you have been talking to me I feel more amused." "Very good, then; that is not a bad beginning. I will cure you, rely upon that." "There is nothing I should like better." "Will you let me try then?" "Immediately, if you like." "Very well. Have you any horses here?" "Yes; ten, twenty, thirty." "Oh, there is no occasion for so many as that; two will be quite sufficient." "They are quite at your disposal, Planchet." "Very good; then I shall carry you off with me." "When?" "To-morrow." "Where?" "Ah, you are asking me too much." "You will admit, however, that it is important I should know where I am going." "Do you like the country?" "Only moderately, Planchet." "In that case, you like town better." "That is as it may be." "Very well; I am going to take you to a place half town, half country." "Good." "To a place where I am sure you will amuse yourself." "Is it possible?" "Yes; and more wonderful still, to a place from which you have just returned, for the purpose only, it would seem, of getting bored here." "It is to Fontainebleau you are going, then?" "Exactly; to Fontainebleau." "And, in Heaven's name, what are you going to do at Fontainebleau?" Planchet answered D'Artagnan by a wink full of sly humor. "You have some property there, you rascal." "Oh, a very paltry affair; a little bit of a house--nothing more." "I understand you." "But it is tolerable enough, after all." "I am going to Planchet's country seat!" exclaimed D'Artagnan. "Whenever you like." "Did we not fix to-morrow?" "Let us say to-morrow, if you like; and then, besides, to-morrow is the 14th, that is to say, the day before the one when I am afraid of getting bored; so we will look upon it as an understood thing." "Agreed, by all means." "You will lend me one of your horses?" "The best I have." "No; I prefer the gentlest of all; I never was a very good rider, as you know, and in my grocery business I have got more awkward than ever: besides--" "Besides what?" "Why," added Planchet, "I do not wish to fatigue myself." "Why so?" D'Artagnan ventured to ask. "Because I should lose half the pleasure I expect to enjoy," replied Planchet. And thereupon he rose from his sack of Indian corn, stretching himself, and making all his bones crack, one after the other, with a sort of harmony.