Twenty Years After Chapter 54 Page 19

“Well, where is he, sir?” asked Raoul, in a soft and coaxing voice.

“He is at Constantinople.”

“Among the Turks!” exclaimed Raoul, alarmed. “Good heavens! how can you tell me that?”

“Does that alarm you?” cried D’Artagnan. “Pooh! what are the Turks to such men as the Comte de la Fere and the Abbe d’Herblay?”

“Ah, his friend is with him?” said Raoul.

“That comforts me a little.”

“Has he wit or not — this demon D’Artagnan?” said Porthos, astonished at his friend’s deception.