"Are you going away ?" he said, as he embraced him, in order to conceal the flush on his face.
"Yes.

Duty summons me.

I have to get the watch-word.

It seems I am to be lodged in the king's ante-room.

Where does Porthos sleep ?" "Take him away with you, if you like, for he rumbles through his sleepy nose like a park of artillery." "Ah! he does not stay with you, then ?" said D'Artagnan.
"Not the least in the world.