The Three Musketeers

spread that the cardinal had nearly been assassinated.
    It is true that the enemies of the cardinal said that it was he himself who set these bungling assassins to work, in order to have, if wanted, the right of using reprisals; but we must not believe everything ministers say, nor everything their enemies say.
    These attempts did not prevent the cardinal, to whom his most inveterate detractors have never denied personal bravery, from making nocturnal excursions, sometimes to communicate to the Duc d'Angouleme important orders, sometimes to confer with the king, and sometimes to have an interview with a messenger whom he did not wish to see at home.
    On their part the Musketeers, who had not much to do with the siege, were not under very strict orders and led a joyous life. The was the more easy for our three companions in particular; for being friends of M. de Treville, they obtained from him special permission to be absent after the closing of the camp.
    Now, one evening when d'Artagnan, who was in the trenches, was not able to accompany them, Athos, Porthos, and Aramis, mounted on their battle steeds, enveloped in their war cloaks, with their hands upon their pistol butts, were returning from a drinking place called the Red Dovecot, which Athos had discovered two days before upon the route to Jarrie, following the road which led to the camp and quite on their guard, as we have stated, for fear of an ambuscade, when, about a quarter of a league from the village of Boisnau, they fancied they heard the sound of horses approaching them. They immediately all three halted, closed in, and waited, occupying the middle of the road. In an instant, and as the moon broke from behind a cloud, they saw at a turning of the road two horsemen who, on perceiving them, stopped in their turn, appearing to deliberate whether they should continue their route or go back. The hesitation created some suspicion in the three friends, and Athos, advancing a few paces in front of the others, cried in a firm voice, "Who goes there?"
    "Who goes there, yourselves?" replied one of the horsemen.
    "That is not an answer," replied Athos. "Who goes there? Answer, or we charge."
    "Beware of what you are about, gentlemen!" said a clear voice which seemed accustomed to command.
    "It is some superior officer making his night rounds," said Athos. "What do you wish, gentlemen?"
    "Who are you?" said the same voice, in the same commanding tone. "Answer in your turn, or you may repent of your disobedience."
    "King's Musketeers," said Athos, more and more convinced that he who interrogated them had the right to do so.
    "What company?"
    "Company of Treville."
    "Advance, and give an account of what you are doing here at this hour."
    The three companions advanced rather humbly—for all were now convinced that they had to do with someone more powerful than themselves—leaving Athos the post of speaker.
    One of the two riders, he who had spoken second, was ten paces in front of his companion. Athos made a sign to Porthos and Aramis also to remain in the rear, and advanced alone.
    "Your pardon, my officer," said Athos; "but we were ignorant with whom we had to do, and you may see that we were good guard."
    "Your name?" said the officer, who covered a part of his face with his cloak.
    "But yourself, monsieur," said Athos, who began to be annoyed by this inquisition, "give me, I beg you, the proof that you have the right to question me."
    "Your name?" repeated the cavalier a second time, letting his cloak fall, and leaving his face uncovered.
    "Monsieur the Cardinal!" cried the stupefied Musketeer.
    "Your name?" cried his Eminence, for the third time.
    "Athos," said the Musketeer.
    The cardinal made a sign to his attendant, who drew near. "These three Musketeers shall follow us," said he, in an undertone. "I am not willing it should be known I have left the camp; and if they follow us we shall be certain they will tell nobody."
    "We are gentlemen, monseigneur," said Athos; "require our parole, and give yourself no uneasiness. Thank God, we can keep a secret."
    The cardinal fixed his piercing eyes on this courageous speaker.
    "You have a quick ear, Monsieur Athos," said the cardinal; "but now listen to this. It is not from mistrust that I request you to follow me, but for my security. Your companions are no doubt Messieurs Porthos and Aramis."
    "Yes, your Eminence," said Athos, while the two Musketeers who had remained behind advanced hat in hand.
    "I know you,