Aramis shook his head with a motion of indescribable insolence.
Chatillon saw the motion and put his hand to his sword.
“Willingly,” replied De Chatillon.
“Duke,” said Flamarens, “you forget that to-morrow you are to command an expedition of the greatest importance, projected by the prince, assented to by the queen.
Until to-morrow evening you are not at your own disposal.”
“Let it be then the day after to-morrow,” said Aramis.
“To-morrow, rather,” said De Chatillon, “if you will take the trouble of coming so far as the gates of