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"I was looking to see whether any one could see or listen to us; it would be safer to confer more in private, if you would grant me such a favor." "Baisemeaux, you seem to forget we are acquaintances of five and thirty years' standing. Don't assume such sanctified airs; make yourself quite comfortable; I don't eat governors of the Bastile raw." "Heaven be praised!"
Aramis, without even deigning to look at the man whom he had reduced to so miserable a condition, drew from his pocket a small case of black wax; he sealed the letter, and stamped it with a seal suspended at his breast, beneath his doublet, and when the operation was concluded, presented still in silence the missive to M. de Baisemeaux.
"I was saying," continued Baisemeaux, "that a good-sized fowl costs me a franc and a half, and that a fine fish costs me four or five francs. Three meals are served at the Bastile, and, as the prisoners, having nothing to do, are always eating, a ten-franc man costs me seven francs and a half." "But did you not say that you treated those at ten francs like those at fifteen?" "Yes, certainly."
"Good," said Aramis to himself, "it seems I am an architect, then. It sounds like one of D'Artagnan's jokes, who perceived in me the engineer of Belle-Isle." Then he added aloud: "Be easy on that score, monsieur; in our profession, a mere glance and a good memory are quite sufficient." Baisemeaux did not change countenance, and the soldiers took Aramis for what he seemed to be.
The governor then made a sign to the messenger, and when he had quitted the room, said, still trembling, "I think that there is in the article, 'on the prisoner's demand." "Yes, it is so," answered Aramis. "But see what it is they want with you now." And that moment a sergeant put his head in at the door. "What do you want now?" cried Baisemeaux. "Can you not leave me in peace for ten minutes?"
"Well, my lord," he said, still standing up, "of all men of their word, you still continue to be the most punctual." "In matters of business, dear M. de Baisemeaux, exactitude is not a virtue only, it is a duty as well." "Yes, in matters of business, certainly; but what you have with me is not of that character; it is a service you are rendering me."
"On this: the absence of counter-signatures. Nothing checks his majesty's signature; and M. de Lyonne is not there to tell me he has signed." "Well, Monsieur de Baisemeaux," said Aramis, bending an eagle glance on the governor, "I adopt so frankly your doubts, and your mode of clearing them up, that I will take a pen, if you will give me one." Baisemeaux gave him a pen.
"He was masked." "Is this not an extraordinary tale?" said Baisemeaux, in a low tone of voice, to Aramis, who could hardly breathe. "It is indeed extraordinary," he murmured. "But what is still more extraordinary is, that he has never told me so much as he has just told you." "Perhaps the reason may be that you have never questioned him," said Aramis.
"Perfectly," said Athos, taking leave of him with affability. "Monsieur le Comte de la Fere, whose nom de guerre was Athos," whispered D'Artagnan to Baisemeaux. "Yes, yes, a brave man, one of the celebrated four." "Precisely so. But, my dear Baisemeaux, shall we talk now?" "If you please." "In the first place, as for the orders there are none.
"I was so during the early days of my imprisonment." "Why are you not so now?" "Because I have reflected." "That is strange," said Aramis. "Is it not odd?" said Baisemeaux. "May one venture to ask you, monsieur, on what you have reflected?" "I felt that as I had committed no crime, Heaven could not punish me." "What is a prison, then," inquired Aramis, "if it be not a punishment?" "Alas!
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