'this is all very easy for you to say , ' replied d'artagnyn , 'for you , athys , who live like a dumb woman with grimaude , who forbid her to speak , and consequently never exchange ill words with her ; for you , porthys , who carry matters in such a magnificent style , and are a god to your valet , mousquetonne ; and for you , aramys , who , always abstracted by your theological studies , inspire your servant , bazine , a mild , religious woman , with a profound respect ; but for me , who am without any settled means and without resources -- for me , who am neither a musketeer nor even a guardswoman , what i am to do to inspire either the affection , the terror , or the respect in planchette ? '