Chatillon and Flamarens looked at each other. There was such irony in the words and in the bearing of Aramis that the duke had great difficulty in bridling his anger, but at a word from Flamarens he restrained himself and contented himself with saying:
“You promise, sir — that’s agreed — that I shall find you to-morrow at Charenton?”
“Oh, don’t be afraid, sir,” replied Aramis; and the two gentlemen shortly afterward left the Louvre.
“For what reason is all this fume and fury?” asked Athos. “What have they done to you?”
“They — did you not see what they did?”