"Saint—Aignan，"
　　continuedtheking，"youwillhaveanyoneshotwhoshallattempttospeakprivatelywithM。Fouquet，duringthejourney。"
　　"Butmyself，sire，"saidtheduke。
　　"You，monsieur，youwillonlyspeaktohiminthepresenceofthemusketeers。"？Thedukebowedanddepartedtoexecutehiscommission。
　　D'Artagnanwasabouttoretirelikewise;butthekingstoppedhim。
　　"Monsieur，"
　　saidhe，"youwillgoimmediately，andtakepossessionoftheisleandfiefofBelle—蝜e—en—Mer。"
　　"Yes，sire。？Alone？"
　　"Youwilltakeasufficientnumberoftroopstopreventdelay，incasetheplaceshouldbecontumacious。"
　　A
　　murmurofcourtlyincredulityrosefromthegroupofcourtiers。？"Thatshallbedone，"saidD'Artagnan。
　　"I
　　sawtheplaceinmyinfancy，"resumedtheking，"andIdonotwishtoseeitagain。？Youhaveheardme？？Go，monsieur，anddonotreturnwithoutthekeys。"
　　ColbertwentuptoD'Artagnan。？"A
　　commissionwhich，ifyoucarryitoutwell，"saidhe，"willbeworthamar閏hal'sbatontoyou。"
　　"Whydoyouemploythewords，'ifyoucarryitoutwell'？"
　　"Becauseitisdifficult。"
　　"Ah！
　　inwhatrespect？"
　　"YouhavefriendsinBelle—Isle，Monsieurd'Artagnan;anditisnotaneasythingformenlikeyoutomarchoverthebodiesoftheirfriendstoobtainsuccess。"
　　D'Artagnanhunghisheadindeepestthought，whilstColbertreturnedtotheking。？Aquarterofanhourafter，thecaptainreceivedthewrittenorderfromtheking，toblowupthefortressofBelle—Isle，incaseofresistance，withpoweroflifeanddeathoveralltheinhabitantsorrefugees，andaninjunctionnottoallowonetoescape。
　　"Colbertwasright，"thoughtD'Artagnan;"formethebatonofamar閏halofFrancewillcostthelivesofmytwofriends。？Onlytheyseemtoforgetthatmyfriendsarenotmorestupidthanthebirds，andthattheywillnotwaitforthehandofthefowlertoextendovertheirwings。？Iwillshowthemthathandsoplainly，thattheywillhavequitetimeenoughtoseeit。？PoorPorthos！？PoorAramis！？No;myfortuneshouldshallnotcostyourwingsafeather。"
　　Havingthusdetermined，D'Artagnanassembledtheroyalarmy，embarkeditatPaimb渦f，andsetsail，withoutthelossofanunnecessaryminute。
　　ChapterXLII:
　　Belle—蝜e—en—Mer。
　　Attheextremityofthemole，againstwhichthefuriousseabeatsattheeveningtide，twomen，holdingeachotherbythearm，wereconversinginananimatedandexpansivetone，withoutthepossibilityofanyotherhumanbeinghearingtheirwords，borneaway，astheywere，onebyone，bythegustsofwind，withthewhitefoamsweptfromthecrestsofthewaves。？Thesunhadjustgonedowninthevastsheetofthecrimsonedocean，likeagiganticcrucible。？Fromtimetotime，oneofthesemen，turningtowardstheeast，castananxious，inquiringlookoverthesea。？Theother，interrogatingthefeaturesofhiscompanion，seemedtoseekforinformationinhislooks。？Then，bothsilent，busiedwithdismalthoughts，theyresumedtheirwalk。？Everyonehasalreadyperceivedthatthesetwomenwereourproscribedheroes，PorthosandAramis，whohadtakenrefugeinBelle—Isle，sincetheruinoftheirhopes，sincethediscomfitureofthecolossalschemesofM。d'Herblay。
　　"Ifisofnouseyoursayinganythingtothecontrary，mydearAramis，"
　　repeatedPorthos，inhalingvigorouslythesaltbreezewithwhichhechargedhismassivechest，"Itisofnouse，Aramis。？Thedisappearanceofallthefishing—boatsthatwentouttwodaysagoisnotanordinarycircumstance。？Therehasbeennostormatsea;theweatherhasbeenconstantlycalm，noteventhelightestgale;andevenifwehadhadatempest，allourboatswouldnothavefoundered。？Irepeat，itisstrange。？Thiscompletedisappearanceastonishesme，Itellyou。"
　　"True，"
　　murmuredAramis。？"Youareright，friendPorthos;itistrue，thereissomethingstrangeinit。"
　　"Andfurther，"addedPorthos，whoseideastheassentofthebishopofVannesseemedtoenlarge;"and，further，doyounotobservethatiftheboatshaveperished，notasingleplankhaswashedashore？"
　　"I
　　haveremarkeditaswellasyourself。"
　　"Anddoyounotthinkitstrangethatthetwoonlyboatswehadleftinthewholeisland，andwhichIsentinsearchoftheothers—"
　　Aramishereinterruptedhiscompanionbyacry，andbysosuddenamovement，thatPorthosstoppedasifhewerestupefied。？"Whatdoyousay，Porthos？？What！—Youhavesentthetwoboats—"
　　"Insearchoftheothers！？Yes，tobesureI
　　have，"repliedPorthos，calmly。
　　"Unhappyman！？Whathaveyoudone？？Thenweareindeedlost，"criedthebishop。
　　"Lost！
　　—whatdidyousay？"exclaimedtheterrifiedPorthos。？"Howlost，Aramis？？Howarewelost？"
　　Aramisbithislips。？"Nothing！
　　nothing！？Yourpardon，Imeanttosay—
　　"
　　"What？"
　　"Thatifwewereinclined—ifwetookafancytomakeanexcursionbysea，wecouldnot。"
　　"Verygood！andwhyshouldthatvexyou？？A
　　preciouspleasure，mafoi！？Formypart，Idon'tregretitatall。？WhatIregretiscertainlynotthemoreorlessamusementwecanfindatBelle—Isle:whatIregret，Aramis，isPierrefonds;Bracieux;leVallon;beautifulFrance！？Here，wearenotinFrance，mydearfriend;weare—Iknownotwhere。？Oh！？Itellyou，infullsincerityofsoul，andyouraffectionwillexcusemyfrankness，butIdeclaretoyouIamnothappyatBelle—Isle。？No;ingoodtruth，Iamnothappy！"
　　Aramisbreathedalong，butstifledsigh。？"Dearfriend，"repliedhe:"thatiswhyitissosadathingyouhavesentthetwoboatswehadleftinsearchoftheboatswhichdisappearedtwodaysago。？Ifyouhadnotsentthemaway，wewouldhavedeparted。"
　　"'Departed！'？Andtheorders，Aramis？"
　　"Whatorders？"
　　"Parbleu！？Why，theordersyouhavebeenconstantly，inandoutofseason，repeatingtome—thatweweretoholdBelle—Isleagainsttheusurper。？Youknowverywell！"
　　"Thatistrue！"murmuredAramisagain。
　　"Yousee，then，plainly，myfriend，thatwecouldnotdepart;andthatthesendingawayoftheboatsinsearchoftheotherscannotproveprejudicialtousintheveryleast。"
　　Aramiswassilent;andhisvagueglances，luminousasthatofanalbatross，hoveredforalongtimeoverthesea，interrogatingspace，seekingtopiercetheveryhorizon。
　　"Withallthat，Aramis，"continuedPorthos，whoadheredtohisidea，andthatthemorecloselyfromthebishophavingapparentlyendorsedit，—"withallthat，yougivemenoexplanationaboutwhatcanhavehappenedtotheseunfortunateboats。？IamassailedbycriesandcomplaintswhicheverwayIgo。？Thechildrencrytoseethedesolationofthewomen，asifIcouldrestoretheabsenthusbandsandfathers。？Whatdoyousuppose，myfriend，andhowoughtItoanswerthem？"
　　"Thinkallyoulike，mygoodPorthos，andsaynothing。"
　　ThisreplydidnotsatisfyPorthosatall。？Heturnedawaygrumblingsomethinginill—humor。？Aramisstoppedthevaliantmusketeer。？"Doyouremember，"saidhe，inamelancholytone，kneadingthetwohandsofthegiantbetweenhisownwithaffectionatecordiality，"doyouremember，myfriend，thatinthegloriousdaysofyouth—doyouremember，Porthos，whenwewereallstrongandvaliant—
　　we，andtheothertwo—ifwehadthenhadaninclinationtoreturntoFrance，doyouthinkthissheetofsaltwaterwouldhavestoppedus？"
　　"Oh！"
　　saidPorthos;"butsixleagues。"
　　"Ifyouhadseenmegetastrideofaplank，wouldyouhaveremainedonland，Porthos？"
　　"No，pardieu！？No，Aramis。？But，nowadays，whatsortofaplankshouldwewant，myfriend！？I，inparticular。"？AndtheSeigneurdeBracieuxcastaprofoundglanceoverhiscolossalrotunditywithaloudlaugh。？"AnddoyoumeanseriouslytosayyouarenottiredofBelle—Islealittle，andthatyouwouldnotpreferthecomfortsofyourdwelling—ofyourepiscopalpalace，atVannes？？Come，confess。"
　　"No，"
　　repliedAramis，withoutdaringtolookatPorthos。
　　"Letusstaywhereweare，then，"saidhisfriend，withasigh，which，inspiteoftheeffortshemadetorestrainit，escapedhisechoingbreast。？"Letusremain！—letusremain！？Andyet，"addedhe，"andyet，ifweseriouslywished，butthatdecidedly—ifwehadafixedidea，onefirmlytaken，toreturntoFrance，andtherewerenotboats—"
　　"Haveyouremarkedanotherthing，myfriend—thatis，sincethedisappearanceofourbarks，duringthelasttwodays'absenceoffishermen，notasinglesmallboathaslandedontheshoresoftheisle？"
　　"Yes，certainly！youareright。？I，too，haveremarkedit，andtheobservationwasthemorenaturallymade，for，beforethelasttwofataldays，barksandshallopswereasplentifulasshrimps。"
　　"I
　　mustinquire，"saidAramis，suddenly，andwithgreatagitation。？"Andthen，ifwehadaraftconstructed—"
　　"Buttherearesomecanoes，myfriend;shallIboardone？"
　　"A
　　canoe！—acanoe！？Canyouthinkofsuchathing，Porthos？？Acanoetobeupsetin。？No，no，"saidthebishopofVannes;"itisnotourtradetorideuponthewaves。？Wewillwait，wewillwait。"
　　AndAramiscontinuedwalkingaboutwithincreasedagitation。？Porthos，whogrewtiredoffollowingallthefeverishmovementsofhisfriend—Porthos，whoinhisfaithandcalmnessunderstoodnothingofthesortofexasperationwhichwasbetrayedbyhiscompanion'scontinualconvulsivestarts—Porthosstoppedhim。？"Letussitdownuponthisrock，"
　　saidhe。？"Placeyourselfthere，closetome，Aramis，andIconjureyou，forthelasttime，toexplaintomeinamannerIcancomprehend—explaintomewhatwearedoinghere。"
　　"Porthos，"
　　saidAramis，muchembarrassed。
　　"I
　　knowthatthefalsekingwishedtodethronethetrueking。？Thatisafact，thatIunderstand。？Well—"
　　"Yes？"
　　saidAramis。
　　"I
　　knowthatthefalsekingformedtheprojectofsellingBelle—IsletotheEnglish。？Iunderstandthat，too。"
　　"Yes？"
　　"I
　　knowthatweengineersandcaptainscameandthrewourselvesintoBelle—Isletotakedirectionoftheworks，andthecommandoftencompaniesleviedandpaidbyM。Fouquet，orratherthetencompaniesofhisson—in—law。？Allthatisplain。"
　　Aramisroseinastateofgreatimpatience。？Hemightbesaidtobealionimportunedbyagnat。？Porthosheldhimbythearm。？"ButwhatIcannotunderstand，what，inspiteofalltheeffortsofmymind，andallmyreflections，Icannotcomprehend，andnevershallcomprehend，is，thatinsteadofsendingustroops，insteadofsendingusreinforcementsofmen，munitions，provisions，theyleaveuswithoutboats，theyleaveBelle—Islewithoutarrivals，withouthelp;itisthatinsteadofestablishingwithusacorrespondence，whetherbysignals，orwrittenorverbalcommunications，allrelationswiththeshoreareintercepted。？Tellme，Aramis，answerme，orrather，beforeansweringme，willyouallowmetotellyouwhatIhavethought？？Willyouhearwhatmyideais，theplanI
　　haveconceived？"
　　Thebishopraisedhishead。？"Well！？Aramis，"
　　continuedPorthos，"Ihavedreamed，IhaveimaginedthataneventhastakenplaceinFrance。？IdreamtofM。
　　Fouquetallthenight，oflifelessfish，ofbrokeneggs，ofchambersbadlyfurnished，meanlykept。？Villainousdreams，mydearD'Herblay;veryunlucky，suchdreams！"
　　"Porthos，whatisthatyonder？"interruptedAramis，risingsuddenly，andpointingouttohisfriendablackspotupontheempurpledlineofthewater。
　　"A
　　bark！"saidPorthos;"yes，itisabark！？Ah！weshallhavesomenewsatlast。"
　　"Therearetwo！"criedthebishop，ondiscoveringanothermast;"two！three！
　　four！"
　　"Five！"
　　saidPorthos，inhisturn。？"Six！
　　seven！？Ah！monDieu！monDieu！itisafleet！"
　　"Ourboatsreturning，probably，"saidAramis，veryuneasily，inspiteoftheassuranceheaffected。
　　"Theyareverylargeforfishing—boats，"observedPorthos，"anddoyounotremark，myfriend，thattheycomefromtheLoire？"
　　"TheycomefromtheLoire—yes—"
　　"Andlook！everybodyhereseesthemaswellasourselves;look，womenandchildrenarebeginningtocrowdthejetty。"
　　Anoldfishermanpassed。？"Arethoseourbarks，yonder？"askedAramis。
　　Theoldmanlookedsteadilyintotheeyeofthehorizon。
　　"No，monseigneur，"repliedhe，"theyarelighterboars，boatsintheking'sservice。"
　　"Boatsintheroyalservice？"repliedAramis，starting。？"Howdoyouknowthat？"saidhe。
　　"Bytheflag。"
　　"But，"
　　saidPorthos，"theboatisscarcelyvisible;howthedevil，myfriend，canyoudistinguishtheflag？"
　　"I
　　seethereisone，"repliedtheoldman;"ourboats，tradelighters，donotcarryany。？Thatsortofcraftisgenerallyusedfortransportoftroops。"
　　"Ah！"
　　groanedAramis。
　　"Vivat！"criedPorthos，"theyaresendingusreinforcements，don'tyouthinktheyare，Aramis？"
　　"Probably。"
　　"UnlessitistheEnglishcoming。"
　　"BytheLoire？？Thatwouldhaveanevillook，Porthos;fortheymusthavecomethroughParis！"
　　"Youareright;theyarereinforcements，decidedly，orprovisions。"
　　Aramisleanedhisheaduponhishands，andmadenoreply。？Then，allatonce，—"Porthos，"saidhe，"havethealarmsounded。"
　　"Thealarm！doyouimaginesuchathing？"
　　"Yes，andletthecannoniersmounttheirbatteries，theartillerymenbeattheirpieces，andbeparticularlywatchfulofthecoastbatteries。"
　　Porthosopenedhiseyestotheirwidestextent。？Helookedattentivelyathisfriend，toconvincehimselfhewasinhispropersenses。
　　"Iwilldoit，mydearPorthos，"
　　continuedAramis，inhisblandesttone;"Iwillgoandhavetheseordersexecutedmyself，ifyoudonotgo，myfriend。"
　　"Well！？Iwill—instantly！"saidPorthos，whowenttoexecutetheorders，castingallthewhilelooksbehindhim，toseeifthebishopofVanneswerenotdeceived;andif，onrecoveringmorerationalideas，hewouldnotrecallhim。？Thealarmwassounded，trumpetsbrayed，drumsrolled;thegreatbronzebellswunginhorrorfromitsloftybelfry。？Thedikesandmoleswerequicklyfilledwiththecuriousandsoldiers;matchessparkledinthehandsoftheartillerymen，placedbehindthelargecannonbeddedintheirstonecarriages。？Wheneverymanwasathispost，whenallthepreparationsfordefenseweremade:
　　"Permitme，Aramis，totrytocomprehend，"whisperedPorthos，timidly，inAramis'sear。
　　"Mydearfriend，youwillcomprehendbuttoosoon，"murmuredM。d'Herblay，inreplytothisquestionofhislieutenant。
　　"Thefleetwhichiscomingyonder，withsailsunfurled，straighttowardstheportofBelle—Isle，isaroyalfleet，isitnot？"
　　"ButastherearetwokingsinFrance，Porthos，towhichofthesetwokingsdoesthisfleetbelong？"
　　"Oh！
　　youopenmyeyes，"repliedthegiant，stunnedbytheinsinuation。
　　AndPorthos，whoseeyesthisreplyofhisfriend'shadatlastopened，orratherthickenedthebandagewhichcoveredhissight，wentwithhisbestspeedtothebatteriestooverlookhispeople，andexhorteveryonetodohisduty。？Inthemeantime，Aramis，withhiseyefixedonthehorizon，sawtheshipscontinuallydrawingnearer。？Thepeopleandthesoldiers，perchedonthesummitsoftherocks，coulddistinguishthemasts，thenthelowersails，andatlastthehullsofthelighters，bearingatthemastheadtheroyalflagofFrance。？Itwasnightwhenoneofthesevessels，whichhadcreatedsuchasensationamongtheinhabitantsofBelle—Isle，droppedanchorwithincannonshotoftheplace。？Itwassoonseen，notwithstandingthedarkness，thatsomesortofagitationreignedonboardthevessel，fromthesideofwhichaskiffwaslowered，ofwhichthethreerowers，bendingtotheiroars，tookthedirectionoftheport，andinafewinstantsstrucklandatthefootofthefort。？Thecommanderjumpedashore。？Hehadaletterinhishand，whichhewavedintheair，andseemedtowishtocommunicatewithsomebody。？Thismanwassoonrecognizedbyseveralsoldiersasoneofthepilotsoftheisland。？HewasthecaptainofoneofthetwobarksretainedbyAramis，butwhichPorthos，inhisanxietywithregardtothefateofthefishermenwhohaddisappeared，hadsentinsearchofthemissingboats。？HeaskedtobeconductedtoM。d'Herblay。？Twosoldiers，atasignalfromasergeant，marchedhimbetweenthem，andescortedhim。？Aramiswasuponthequay。？TheenvoypresentedhimselfbeforethebishopofVannes。？Thedarknesswasalmostabsolute，notwithstandingtheflambeauxborneatasmalldistancebythesoldierswhowerefollowingAramisinhisrounds。
　　"Well，Jonathan，fromwhomdoyoucome？"
　　"Monseigneur，fromthosewhocapturedme。"
　　"Whocapturedyou？"
　　"Youknow，monseigneur，wesetoutinsearchofourcomrades？"
　　"Yes;
　　andafterwards？"
　　"Well！
　　monseigneur，withinashortleaguewewerecapturedbyachassemar閑belongingtotheking。"
　　"Ah！"
　　saidAramis。
　　"Ofwhichking？"criedPorthos。
　　Jonathanstarted。
　　"Speak！"
　　continuedthebishop。
　　"Wewerecaptured，monseigneur，andjoinedtothosewhohadbeentakenyesterdaymorning。"
　　"Whatwasthecauseofthemaniaforcapturingyouall？"saidPorthos。
　　"Monsieur，topreventusfromtellingyou，"repliedJonathan。
　　Porthoswasagainatalosstocomprehend。？"Andtheyhavereleasedyouto—day？"askedhe。
　　"ThatImighttellyoutheyhavecapturedus，monsieur。"
　　"Troubleupontrouble，"thoughthonestPorthos。
　　DuringthistimeAramiswasreflecting。
　　"Humph！"
　　saidhe，"thenIsupposeitisaroyalfleetblockadingthecoasts？"
　　"Yes，monseigneur。"
　　"Whocommandsit？"
　　"Thecaptainoftheking'smusketeers。"
　　"D'Artagnan？"
　　"D'Artagnan！"
　　exclaimedPorthos。
　　"I
　　believethatisthename。"
　　"Anddidhegiveyouthisletter？"
　　"Yes，monseigneur。"
　　"Bringthetorchesnearer。"
　　"Itishiswriting，"saidPorthos。
　　Aramiseagerlyreadthefollowinglines:
　　"OrderofthekingtotakeBelle—Isle;ortoputthegarrisontothesword，iftheyresist;ordertomakeprisonersofallthemenofthegarrison;signed，D'ARTAGNAN，who，thedaybeforeyesterday，arrestedM。Fouquet，forthepurposeofhisbeingsenttotheBastile。"
　　Aramisturnedpale，andcrushedthepaperinhishands。
　　"Whatisit？"askedPorthos。
　　"Nothing，myfriend，nothing。"
　　"Tellme，Jonathan？"
　　"Monseigneur？"
　　"DidyouspeaktoM。d'Artagnan？"
　　"Yes，monseigneur。"
　　"Whatdidhesaytoyou？"
　　"Thatforamplerinformation，hewouldspeakwithmonseigneur。"
　　"Where？"
　　"Onboardhisownvessel。"
　　"Onboardhisvessel！"andPorthosrepeated，"Onboardhisvessel！"
　　"M。
　　lemousquetaire，"continuedJonathan，"toldmetotakeyoubothonboardmycanoe，andbringyoutohim。"
　　"Letusgoatonce，"exclaimedPorthos。？"DearD'Artagnan！"
　　ButAramisstoppedhim。？"Areyoumad？"criedhe。？"Whoknowsthatitisnotasnare？"
　　"Oftheotherking's？"saidPorthos，mysteriously。
　　"A
　　snare，infact！？That'swhatitis，myfriend。"
　　"Verypossibly;whatistobedone，then？？IfD'Artagnansendsforus—"
　　"WhoassuresyouthatD'Artagnansendsforus？"
　　"Well，but—buthiswriting—"
　　"Writingiseasilycounterfeited。？Thislookscounterfeited—unsteady—"
　　"Youarealwaysright;but，inthemeantime，weknownothing。"
　　Aramiswassilent。
　　"Itistrue，"saidthegoodPorthos，"wedonotwanttoknowanything。"
　　"WhatshallIdo？"askedJonathan。
　　"Youwillreturnonboardthiscaptain'svessel。"
　　"Yes，monseigneur。"
　　"Andwilltellhimthatwebeghewillhimselfcomeintotheisland。"
　　"Ah！？Icomprehend！"saidPorthos。
　　"Yes，monseigneur，"repliedJonathan;"butifthecaptainshouldrefusetocometoBelle—Isle？"
　　"Ifherefuses，aswehavecannon，wewillmakeuseofthem。"
　　"What！
　　againstD'Artagnan？"
　　"IfitisD'Artagnan，Porthos，hewillcome。？Go，Jonathan，go！"
　　"Mafoi！？Inolongercomprehendanything，"murmuredPorthos。
　　"I
　　willmakeyoucomprehenditall，mydearfriend;thetimeforithascome;sitdownuponthisgun—carriage，openyourears，andlistenwelltome。"
　　"Oh！pardieu！？Iwilllisten，nofearofthat。"
　　"MayIdepart，monseigneur？"criedJonathan。
　　"Yes，begone，andbringbackananswer。？Allowthecanoetopass，youmenthere！"？Andthecanoepushedofftoregainthefleet。
　　AramistookPorthosbythehand，andcommencedhisexplanations。
　　ChapterXLIII:
　　ExplanationsbyAramis。
　　"WhatIhavetosaytoyou，friendPorthos，willprobablysurpriseyou，butitmayproveinstructive。"
　　"I
　　liketobesurprised，"saidPorthos，inakindlytone;"donotspareme，therefore，Ibeg。？Iamhardenedagainstemotions;don'tfear，speakout。"
　　"Itisdifficult，Porthos—difficult;for，intruth，Iwarnyouasecondtime，I
　　haveverystrangethings，veryextraordinarythings，totellyou。"
　　"Oh！
　　youspeaksowell，myfriend，thatIcouldlistentoyoufordaystogether。？Speak，then，Ibeg—and—
　　stop，Ihaveanidea:Iwill，tomakeyourtaskmoreeasy，Iwill，toassistyouintellingmesuchthings，questionyou。"
　　"I
　　shallbepleasedatyourdoingso。"
　　"Whatarewegoingtofightfor，Aramis？"
　　"Ifyouaskmemanysuchquestionsasthat—ifyouwouldrendermytasktheeasierbyinterruptingmyrevelationsthus，Porthos，youwillnothelpmeatall。？Sofar，onthecontrary，thatistheveryGordianknot。？But，myfriend，withamanlikeyou，good，generous，anddevoted，theconfessionmustbebravelymade。？Ihavedeceivedyou，myworthyfriend。"
　　"Youhavedeceivedme！"
　　"GoodHeavens！yes。"
　　"Wasitformygood，Aramis？"
　　"I
　　thoughtso，Porthos;Ithoughtsosincerely，myfriend。"