unloading of a cart, and followed by a cry of pain, was heard beneath the window.
“Do you hear?” said the king.
“I hear,” said Aramis, “but I understand neither the noise nor the cry of pain.”
“I know not who can have uttered the cry,” said the king, “but the noise is easily understood. Do you know that I am to be beheaded outside this window? Well, these boards you hear unloaded are the posts and planks to build my scaffold.
Some workmen must have fallen underneath them and been hurt.”
Aramis shuddered in spite of himself.
“You see,” said the king, “that it is useless for