The blinds were pulled down and they started at a gallop by the Rue Richelieu. On reaching the gate the captain of the post advanced at the head of a dozen men, holding a lantern in his hand.
D’Artagnan signed to them to draw near.
“Do you recognize the carriage?” he asked the sergeant.
“No,” replied the latter.
“Look at the arms.”
The sergeant put the lantern near the panel.
“They are those of monsieur le coadjuteur,” he said.
“Hush; he is enjoying a ride with Madame de Guemenee.”
The sergeant began to laugh.