“Quite possible, sir; do me the favor to accompany me and I will conduct you to headquarters.”
“Halloo, there!” cried Aramis, turning around; “what a noise behind us!”
“A body of cavaliers is coming toward us,” said Chatillon.
“I recognize the coadjutor by his Frondist hat.”
“And I the Duc de Beaufort by his white plume of ostrich feathers.”
“They are coming, full gallop; the prince is with them — ah! he is leaving them!”
“They are beating the rappel!” cried Chatillon; “we must discover what is going on.