He is going to issue an order.

I have not influenced him, have I?
Listen." The king, in fact, was calling his secretaries.

"Monsieur d'Artagnan," said he.
"I am here, sire." "Give twenty of your musketeers to M.de Saint-Aignan, to form a guard for M.Fouquet." D'Artagnan and Colbert exchanged looks.

"And from Angers," continued the king, "they will conduct the prisoner to the Bastile, in Paris." "You were right," said the captain to the minister.
"Saint-Aignan," continued the king, "you will have any one shot who shall attempt to speak privately with M.Fouquet, during the journey." "But myself, sire," said the duke.
"You, monsieur, you will only speak to him in the presence of the musketeers." The duke bowed and departed to execute his commission.
D'Artagnan was about to retire likewise; but the king stopped him.
"Monsieur," said he, "you will go immediately, and take possession of the isle and fief of Belle-Ile-en-Mer." "Yes, sire.

Alone ?" "You will take a sufficient number of troops to prevent delay, in case the place should be contumacious." A murmur of courtly incredulity rose from the group of courtiers.