“I hope so,” was the reply. There was something so strange in these three words that everybody, except the king, shuddered.
“I do not wish to be taken by surprise,” added the king. “I shall kneel down to pray; do not strike then.”
“When shall I strike?”
“When I shall lay my head on the block and say ‘Remember!’ then strike boldly.”
“Gentlemen,” said the king to those around him, “I leave you to brave the tempest; I go before you to a kingdom which knows no storms. Farewell.”
He looked at Aramis and made a special sign to him with his