by Alexandre Dumas, Twenty Years After — Chapter 1… (1845)
“ The cardinal smiled as he spoke. "Every one likes his own uniform best, my lord." "Myself excepted," and again Mazarin smiled; "for you perceive that I have left off mine and put on yours." "Lord bless us! this is modesty indeed!" cried D'Artagnan. "Had I such a uniform as your eminence possesses, I protest I should be mightily content, and I would take an oath never to wear any other costume——" "Yes, but for to-night's adventure I don't suppose my dress would have been a very safe one. Give me my felt hat, Bernouin." ”
