D"Artagnan burst out laughing at the idea.
"Jesus Dieu!" he cried; "one of them is trembling with fever, having failed to adapt himself to this charming country of yours, and the other is a knight of Malta, as timid as a young girl; and for greater security we have taken from them even their penknives and pocket scissors."
"Well, then," said Groslow, "bring them with you."
"But really----" said D"Artagnan.
"I have eight men on guard, you know. Four of them can guard the king and the other four your prisoners. I"ll manage it somehow, you will see."
"But," said D"Artagnan, "now I think of it--what is to prevent our beginning to-night?"
"Nothing at all," said Groslow.
"Just so. Come to us this evening and to-morrow we"ll return your visit."
"Capital! This evening with you, to-morrow at Stuart"s, the next day with me."
"You see, that with a little forethought one can lead a merry life anywhere and everywhere," said D"Artagnan.
"Yes, with Frenchmen, and Frenchmen like you."
"And Monsieur du Vallon," added the other. "You will see what a fellow he is; a man who nearly killed Mazarin between two doors. They employ him because they are afraid of him. Ah, there he is calling me now. You"ll excuse me, I know."
They exchanged bows and D"Artagnan returned to his companions.
"What on earth can you have been saying to that bulldog?" exclaimed Porthos.
"My dear fellow, don"t speak like that of Monsieur Groslow. He"s one of my most intimate friends."
"One of your friends!" cried Porthos, "this butcher of unarmed farmers!"
"Hush! my dear Porthos. Monsieur Groslow is perhaps rather hasty, it"s true, but at bottom I have discovered two good qualities in him--he is conceited and stupid."
Porthos opened his eyes in amazement; Athos and Aramis looked at one another and smiled; they knew D"Artagnan, and knew that he did nothing without a purpose.
"But," continued D"Artagnan, "you shall judge of him for yourself. He is coming to play with us this evening."
"Oho!" said Porthos, his eyes glistening at the news. "Is he rich?"
"He"s the son of one of the wealthiest merchants in London."
"And knows lansquenet?"
"Adores it."
"Ba.s.set?"
"His mania."
"Biribi?"
"Revels in it."
"Good," said Porthos; "we shall pa.s.s an agreeable evening."
"The more so, as it will be the prelude to a better."
"How so?"
"We invite him to play to-night; he has invited us in return to-morrow. But wait. To-night we stop at Derby; and if there is a bottle of wine in the town let Mousqueton buy it. It will be well to prepare a light supper, of which you, Athos and Aramis, are not to partake--Athos, because I told him you had a fever; Aramis, because you are a knight of Malta and won"t mix with fellows like us. Do you understand?"
"That"s no doubt very fine," said Porthos; "but deuce take me if I understand at all."
"Porthos, my friend, you know I am descended on the father"s side from the Prophets and on the mother"s from the Sybils, and that I only speak in parables and riddles. Let those who have ears hear and those who have eyes see; I can tell you nothing more at present."
"Go ahead, my friend," said Athos; "I am sure that whatever you do is well done."
"And you, Aramis, are you of that opinion?"
"Entirely so, my dear D"Artagnan."
"Very good," said D"Artagnan; "here indeed are true believers; it is a pleasure to work miracles before them; they are not like that unbelieving Porthos, who must see and touch before he will believe."
"The fact is," said Porthos, with an air of finesse, "I am rather incredulous."
D"Artagnan gave him playful buffet on the shoulder, and as they had reached the station where they were to breakfast, the conversation ended there.
At five in the evening they sent Mousqueton on before as agreed upon. Blaisois went with him.
In crossing the princ.i.p.al street in Derby the four friends perceived Blaisois standing in the doorway of a handsome house. It was there a lodging was prepared for them.
At the hour agreed upon Groslow came. D"Artagnan received him as he would have done a friend of twenty years" standing. Porthos scanned him from head to foot and smiled when he discovered that in spite of the blow he had administered to Parry"s brother, he was not nearly so strong as himself. Athos and Aramis suppressed as well as they could the disgust they felt in the presence of such coa.r.s.eness and brutality.
In short, Groslow seemed to be pleased with his reception.
Athos and Aramis kept themselves to their role. At midnight they withdrew to their chamber, the door of which was left open on the pretext of kindly consideration. Furthermore, D"Artagnan went with them, leaving Porthos at play with Groslow.
Porthos gained fifty pistoles from Groslow, and found him a more agreeable companion than he had at first believed him to be.
As to Groslow, he promised himself that on the following evening he would recover from D"Artagnan what he had lost to Porthos, and on leaving reminded the Gascon of his appointment.
The next day was spent as usual. D"Artagnan went from Captain Groslow to Colonel Harrison and from Colonel Harrison to his friends. To any one not acquainted with him he seemed to be in his normal condition; but to his friends--to Athos and Aramis--was apparent a certain feverishness in his gayety.
"What is he contriving?" asked Aramis.
"Wait," said Athos.
Porthos said nothing, but he handled in his pocket the fifty pistoles he had gained from Groslow with a degree of satisfaction which betrayed itself in his whole bearing.
Arrived at Ryston, D"Artagnan a.s.sembled his friends. His face had lost the expression of careless gayety it had worn like a mask the whole day. Athos pinched Aramis"s hand.
"The moment is at hand," he said.
"Yes," returned D"Artagnan, who had overheard him, "to-night, gentlemen, we rescue the king."
"D"Artagnan," said Athos, "this is no joke, I trust? It would quite cut me up."
"You are a very odd man, Athos," he replied, "to doubt me thus. Where and when have you seen me trifle with a friend"s heart and a king"s life? I have told you, and I repeat it, that to-night we rescue Charles I. You left it to me to discover the means and I have done so."
Porthos looked at D"Artagnan with an expression of profound admiration. Aramis smiled as one who hopes. Athos was pale, and trembled in every limb.
"Speak," said Athos.
"We are invited," replied D"Artagnan, "to pa.s.s the night with M. Groslow. But do you know where?"
"No."
"In the king"s room."
"The king"s room?" cried Athos.
"Yes, gentlemen, in the king"s room. Groslow is on guard there this evening, and to pa.s.s the time away he has invited us to keep him company."
"All four of us?" asked Athos.
"Pardieu! certainly, all four; we couldn"t leave our prisoners, could we?"
"Ah! ah!" said Aramis.
"Tell us about it," said Athos, palpitating.
"We are going, then, we two with our swords, you with daggers. We four have got to master these eight fools and their stupid captain. Monsieur Porthos, what do you say to that?"
"I say it is easy enough," answered Porthos.
"We dress the king in Groslow"s clothes. Mousqueton, Grimaud and Blaisois have our horses saddled at the end of the first street. We mount them and before daylight are twenty leagues distant."
Athos placed his two hands on D"Artagnan"s shoulders, and gazed at him with his calm, sad smile.
"I declare, my friend," said he, "that there is not a creature under the sky who equals you in prowess and in courage. Whilst we thought you indifferent to our sorrows, which you couldn"t share without crime, you alone among us have discovered what we were searching for in vain. I repeat it, D"Artagnan, you are the best one among us; I bless and love you, my dear son."
"And to think that I couldn"t find that out," said Porthos, scratching his head; "it is so simple."
"But," said Aramis, "if I understand rightly we are to kill them all, eh?"
Athos shuddered and turned pale.
"Mordioux!" answered D"Artagnan, "I believe we must. I confess I can discover no other safe and satisfactory way."
"Let us see," said Aramis, "how are we to act?"
"I have arranged two plans. Firstly, at a given signal, which shall be the words "At last," you each plunge a dagger into the heart of the soldier nearest to you. We, on our side, do the same. That will be four killed. We shall then be matched, four against the remaining five. If these five men give themselves up we gag them; if they resist, we kill them. If by chance our Amphitryon changes his mind and receives only Porthos and myself, why, then, we must resort to heroic measures and each give two strokes instead of one. It will take a little longer time and may make a greater disturbance, but you will be outside with swords and will rush in at the proper time."
"But if you yourselves should be struck?" said Athos.
"Impossible!" said D"Artagnan; "those beer drinkers are too clumsy and awkward. Besides, you will strike at the throat, Porthos; it kills as quickly and prevents all outcry."
"Very good," said Porthos; "it will be a nice little throat cutting."
"Horrible, horrible," exclaimed Athos.
"Nonsense," said D"Artagnan; "you would do as much, Mr. Humanity, in a battle. But if you think the king"s life is not worth what it must cost there"s an end of the matter and I send to Groslow to say I am ill."
"No, you are right," said Athos.
At this moment a soldier entered to inform them that Groslow was waiting for them.
"Where?" asked D"Artagnan.
"In the room of the English Nebuchadnezzar," replied the staunch Puritan.
"Good," replied Athos, whose blood mounted to his face at the insult offered to royalty; "tell the captain we are coming."
The Puritan then went out. The lackeys had been ordered to saddle eight horses and to wait, keeping together and without dismounting, at the corner of a street about twenty steps from the house where the king was lodged.
It was nine o"clock in the evening; the sentinels had been relieved at eight and Captain Groslow had been on guard for an hour. D"Artagnan and Porthos, armed with their swords, and Athos and Aramis, each carrying a concealed poniard, approached the house which for the time being was Charles Stuart"s prison. The two latter followed their captors in the humble guise of captives, without arms.
"Od"s bodikins," said Groslow, as the four friends entered, "I had almost given you up."
D"Artagnan went up to him and whispered in his ear: "The fact is, we, that is, Monsieur du Vallon and I, hesitated a little."
"And why?"
D"Artagnan looked significantly toward Athos and Aramis.
"Aha," said Groslow; "on account of political opinions? No matter. On the contrary," he added, laughing, "if they want to see their Stuart they shall see him.
"Are we to pa.s.s the night in the king"s room?" asked D"Artagnan.
"No, but in the one next to it, and as the door will remain open it comes to the same thing. Have you provided yourself with money? I a.s.sure you I intend to play the devil"s game to-night."
D"Artagnan rattled the gold in his pockets.
"Very good," said Groslow, and opened the door of the room. "I will show you the way," and he went in first.
D"Artagnan turned to look at his friends. Porthos was perfectly indifferent; Athos, pale, but resolute; Aramis was wiping a slight moisture from his brow.
The eight guards were at their posts. Four in the king"s room, two at the door between the rooms and two at that by which the friends had entered. Athos smiled when he saw their bare swords; he felt it was no longer to be a butchery, but a fight, and he resumed his usual good humor.