the movement made by the man in stooping a portion of his face was uncovered and D’Artagnan recognized the coadjutor.
“It is certainly the king,” said the man, rising again. “God bless his majesty!”
“Yes,” repeated the leader in a whisper, “God bless his majesty!” and all these men, who had entered enraged, passed from anger to pity and blessed the royal infant in their turn.
“Now,” said Planchet, “let us thank the queen. My friends, retire.”
They all bowed, and retired by degrees as noiselessly as they had entered. Planchet, who had been the first to enter, was the last to leave.
The queen stopped him.