have discovered what we were searching for in vain. I repeat it, D’Artagnan, you are the best one among us; I bless and love you, my dear son.”
“And to think that I couldn’t find that out,” said Porthos, scratching his head; “it is so simple.”
“But,” said Aramis, “if I understand rightly we are to kill them all, eh?”
Athos shuddered and turned pale.
“Mordioux!” answered D’Artagnan, “I believe we must.
I confess I can discover no other safe and satisfactory way.”
“Let us see,” said Aramis, “how are we to act?”