is but just it should return to you; take it, I pray.”
D’Artagnan spared Mazarin the trouble of insisting, and after looking to see if the stone was the same and assuring himself of the purity of its water, he took it and passed it on his finger with indescribable pleasure.
“I valued it much,” said Mazarin, giving a last look at it; “nevertheless, I give it to you with great pleasure.”
“And I, my lord,” said D’Artagnan, “accept it as it is given. Come, let us speak of your little affairs. You wish to leave before everybody and at what hour?”
“At ten o’clock.”
“And the queen, at what time is it her wish to start?”