walk in his orangery?” asked D’Artagnan.
“Every evening he shuts himself in there. That, it seems, is where he meditates on state affairs.”
“In that case,” said D’Artagnan, “I begin to believe that Monsieur de la Fere will receive the visit of his eminence; he will, of course, have an escort.”
“Yes — two soldiers.”
“And will he talk thus of affairs in presence of two strangers?”
“The soldiers are Swiss, who understand only German.
Besides, according to all probability they will wait at the door.”
D’Artagnan made a