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Updated: May 13, 2025
"Are you there, Yves?" said the bishop. "Yes, monseigneur; Goenne is here likewise. His son accompanies us." "That is well. Are all things ready?" "Yes, monseigneur." "Go to the entrance of the grottoes, my good Yves, and you will there find the Seigneur de Pierrefonds, who is resting after the fatigue of our journey.
"What is to be done?" asked the patron. "They will sink us!" said Goenne, "give us absolution, monseigneur!" And the sailors fell on their knees before him. "You forget that they can see you," said he. "That is true!" said the sailors, ashamed of their weakness. "Give us your orders, monseigneur, we are prepared to die for you." "Let us wait," said Aramis. "How let us wait?"
An hour passed thus, during which daylight gradually disappeared, but during which also the sail in view gained so swiftly on the bark, that Goenne, one of the three sailors, ventured to say aloud: "Monseigneur, we are being chased!" Aramis made no reply; the ship still gained upon them.
And with a resolute air he took up a musket, and placed a hunting-knife between his teeth. "Yves, Goenne, and his son," continued Aramis, "will pass the muskets to us. You, Porthos, will fire when they are close.
"What is the meaning of this hunt, skipper?" said Porthos. "Eh! monseigneur, I cannot understand it," replied the Breton. "It is not at such a moment that the Seigneur de Locmaria would hunt. No, and yet the dogs " "Unless they have escaped from the kennel." "No," said Goenne, "they are not the Seigneur de Locmaria's hounds."
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