While he was doing this, d’Artagnan, having no better employment, amused himself with beating a march upon the window and with looking at the Musketeers, who went away, one after another, following them with his eyes until they disappeared.
Durante ese tiempo, D'Artagnan, que no tenía nada mejor que hacer, se puso a batir una marcha contra los cristales, mirando a los mosqueteros que se iban uno tras otro, y siguiéndolos con la mirada hasta que desaparecían al volver la calle.