But Aramis, who was closely watching all the phases of his toil, suddenly stopped him.
"I think you have not quite got it, my dear Lebrun," he said; "your colors will deceive you, and on canvas we shall lack that exact resemblance which is absolutely requisite.

Time is necessary for attentively observing the finer shades." "Quite true," said Percerin, "but time is wanting, and on that head, you will agree with me, monseigneur, I can do nothing." "Then the affair will fail," said Aramis, quietly, "and that because of a want of precision in the colors." Nevertheless Lebrun went on copying the materials and ornaments with the closest fidelity--a process which Aramis watched with ill-concealed impatience.
"What in the world, now, is the meaning of this imbroglio ?" the musketeer kept saying to himself.
"That will never do," said Aramis: "M.

Lebrun, close your box, and roll up your canvas." "But, monsieur," cried the vexed painter, "the light is abominable here." "An idea, M.Lebrun, an idea! If we had a pattern of the materials, for example, and with time, and a better light--" "Oh, then," cried Lebrun, "I would answer for the effect." "Good!" said D'Artagnan, "this ought to be the knotty point of the whole thing; they want a pattern of each of the materials.

_Mordioux!_ Will this Percerin give in now ?" Percerin, beaten from his last retreat, and duped, moreover, by the feigned good-nature of Aramis, cut out five patterns and handed them to the bishop of Vannes.
"I like this better.

That is your opinion, is it not ?" said Aramis to D'Artagnan.
"My dear Aramis," said D'Artagnan, "my opinion is that you are always the same." "And, consequently, always your friend," said the bishop in a charming tone.
"Yes, yes," said D'Artagnan, aloud; then, in a low voice, "If I am your dupe, double Jesuit that you are, I will not be your accomplice; and to prevent it, 'tis time I left this place .-- Adieu, Aramis," he added aloud, "adieu; I am going to rejoin Porthos." "Then wait for me," said Aramis, pocketing the patterns, "for I have done, and shall be glad to say a parting word to our dear old friend." Lebrun packed up his paints and brushes, Percerin put back the dresses into the closet, Aramis put his hand on his pocket to assure himself the patterns were secure,--and they all left the study..