Athos and Aramis were more and more astonished.
“And that being conducted to the scaffold,” resumed the queen — ”oh, my lord! oh, my king! — and that being led to the scaffold he had been saved by an indignant people.”
“Just so madame,” replied Chatillon, in so low a voice that though the two friends were listening eagerly they could hardly hear this affirmation.
The queen clasped her hands in enthusiastic gratitude, whilst her daughter threw her arms around her mother’s neck and kissed her — her own eyes streaming with tears.
“Now, madame, nothing remains to me except to proffer my respectful homage,” said Chatillon, who felt confused and