Raoul suppressed his feverish excitement, to assume the voice and countenance of an impassible man.
"They will make her, whose name I should wish still to be able to pronounce--they will make her suffer.

Swear to me that you will not second them in anything--but that you will defend her when possible, as I would have done myself." "I swear I will," replied De Guiche.
"And," continued Raoul, "some day, when you shall have rendered her a great service--some day when she shall thank you, promise me to say these words to her--'I have done you this kindness, madame, at the warm request of M.de Bragelonne, whom you so deeply injured.'" "I swear I will," murmured De Guiche.
"That is all.

Adieu! I set out to-morrow, or the day after, for Toulon.

If you have a few hours to spare, give them to me." "All! all!" cried the young man.
"Thank you!" "And what are you going to do now ?" "I am going to meet M.le comte at Planchet's residence, where we hope to find M.d'Artagnan." "M.

d'Artagnan ?" "Yes, I wish to embrace him before my departure.