“Yes, yes,” continued M. de Tréville, growing warmer as he spoke, “and His Majesty was right; for, upon my honor, it is true that the Musketeers make but a miserable figure at court. The cardinal related yesterday while playing with the king, with an air of condolence very displeasing to me, that the day before yesterday those damned Musketeers , those daredevils ⁠—he dwelt upon those words with an ironical tone still more displeasing to me⁠—those braggarts , added he, glancing at me with his tiger-cat’s eye, had made a riot in the Rue Férou in a cabaret, and that a party of his Guards (I thought he was going to laugh in my face) had been forced to arrest the rioters! Morbleu!