“Now pass your arm through this opening.”
“Why?”
“You will know presently — pass it.”
Porthos obeyed with military promptness and passed his arm through the opening.
“Admirable!” said D’Artagnan.
“The scheme goes forward, it seems.”
“On wheels, dear friend.”
“Good! What shall I do now?”
“Nothing.”
“It is finished, then?”
“No, not yet.”
“I should like to understand,” said Porthos.