“I do not need rest, gentlemen; I need to know whether I am among enemies or friends.”
“Friends, my lord! friends!”
“Well, then, tell me at once what you want, that I may see if any arrangement be possible.
Speak, Comte de la Fere!”
“My lord,” replied Athos, “for myself I have nothing to demand. For France, were I to specify my wishes, I should have too much. I beg you to excuse me and propose to the chevalier.”
And Athos, bowing, retired and remained leaning against the mantelpiece, a spectator of the scene.
“Speak, then, chevalier!” said the cardinal. “What do you want?