
Everyone knows the story, right? Athos, Porthos, and Aramis are the eponymous black sheep within the musketeers: the ones who don’t play by the rules but nevertheless still hold to the ancient rites of honour. It seems almost silly to give much of a plot summary of The Three Musketeers. This time, I did a little research and discovered that Richard Pevear has a relatively new translation out, and that my UK library had a copy! Strangely, the title page promises that this edition is “Translated with an Introduction by Richard Pevear,” but there is no introduction to be found. But at that precocious age I found the nineteenth century language and over-the-top tropes of romance and revenge difficult to enjoy, and I don’t recall if I ever finished it. I have vague memories of borrowing a book with a yellow hardback cover from the library when I was much, much younger.

Thrilled by the excellent recent adaptation by the BBC, I decided it was time to finally read The Three Musketeers.
