Aramis's look immediately became as soft as it had before been gloomy.

Philippe, seizing his hand in a quick, agitated manner, exclaimed: "Lead me to where the crown of France is to be found." "Is this your decision, monseigneur ?" asked Aramis.
"It is." "Irrevocably so ?" Philippe did not even deign to reply.

He gazed earnestly at the bishop, as if to ask him if it were possible for a man to waver after having once made up his mind.
"Such looks are flashes of the hidden fire that betrays men's character," said Aramis, bowing over Philippe's hand; "you will be great, monseigneur, I will answer for that." "Let us resume our conversation.

I wished to discuss two points with you; in the first place the dangers, or the obstacles we may meet with.
That point is decided.

The other is the conditions you intend imposing on me.