by Alexandre Dumas, Twenty Years After — Chapter 12… (1845)
“ D'Artagnan was secretly touched with remorse, not at inducing Porthos to enter into schemes in which his life and fortune would be in jeopardy, for Porthos, in the title of baron, had his object and reward; but poor Mousqueton, whose only wish was to be called Mouston -- was it not cruel to snatch him from the delightful state of peace and plenty in which he was?He was thinking of these matters when Porthos summoned him to dinner."What! To dinner?" said D'Artagnan. "What time is it, then?""Eh! Why, it is after one o'clock.""Your home is a paradise, Porthos; one takes no note of time. ”
