The reflections of Athos suggested nothing.

His accustomed perspicacity was at fault.

Raoul's researches were not more successful than his father's.
"Never mind," said the young man to the comte, who silently, and with his finger, had made him understand the route of D'Artagnan; "we must confess that there is a Providence always occupied in connecting our destiny with that of M.d'Artagnan.

There he is on the coast of Cannes, and you, monsieur, will, at least, conduct me as far as Toulon.

Be assured that we shall meet with him more easily upon our route than on this map." Then, taking leave of Planchet, who was scolding his shopmen, even the cousin of Truchen, his successor, the gentlemen set out to pay a visit to M.de Beaufort.