in the choice of means. Give me the despatch, Raoul.”
The young man hesitated and looked at Athos as if seeking to read in his eyes a rule of conduct.
“Give him the despatch, Raoul! you are the chevalier’s prisoner.”
Raoul gave it up reluctantly; Aramis instantly seized and read it.
“You,” he said, “you, who are so trusting, read and reflect that there is something in this letter important for us to see.”
Athos took the letter, frowning, but an idea that he should find something in this letter about D’Artagnan conquered his unwillingness to read it.
“My lord, I shall send this evening to your