resumed Mazarin, “that it is in a double envelope.”
“I understand; and I am to take off the first one when I have reached a certain place?”
“Just so, take it and go.
You have a friend, Monsieur du Vallon, whom I like much; let him accompany you.”
“The devil!” said D’Artagnan to himself. “He knows that we overheard his conversation yesterday and he wants to get us away from Paris.”
“Do you hesitate?” asked Mazarin.
“No, my lord, and I will set out at once. There is one thing only which I must request.”
“What is it? Speak.”