Ah! my dear friends, how fortunate!" And D'Artagnan wiped his brow, for he had run fast, and emotion with him was not feigned.
"How!" said Athos.

"And is the gentleman who fired at us the governor of the fortress ?" "In person." "And why did he fire at us?
What have we done to him ?" "_Pardieu!_ You received what the prisoner threw to you ?" "That is true." "That plate--the prisoner has written something on it, has he not ?" "Yes." "Good heavens! I was afraid he had." And D'Artagnan, with all the marks of mortal disquietude, seized the plate, to read the inscription.

When he had read it, a fearful pallor spread across his countenance.

"Oh! good heavens!" repeated he.
"Silence!--Here is the governor." "And what will he do to us?
Is it our fault ?" "It is true, then ?" said Athos, in a subdued voice.

"It is true ?" "Silence! I tell you--silence! If he only believes you can read; if he only suspects you have understood; I love you, my dear friends, I would willingly be killed for you, but--" "But--" said Athos and Raoul.
"But I could not save you from perpetual imprisonment if I saved you from death.