If you had endeavored to fly, you would have fallen into the hands of the cruisers that plow the sea in all directions, on the watch for you.

The king wants you to be taken, and he will take you." D'Artagnan tore at his gray mustache.

Aramis grew somber, Porthos angry.
"My idea was this," continued D'Artagnan: "to make you both come on board, to keep you near me, and restore you your liberty.

But now, who can say, when I return to my ship, I may not find a superior; that I may not find secret orders which will take from me my command, and give it to another, who will dispose of me and you without hope of help ?" "We must remain at Belle-Isle," said Aramis, resolutely; "and I assure you, for my part, I will not surrender easily." Porthos said nothing.
D'Artagnan remarked the silence of his friend.
"I have another trial to make of this officer, of this brave fellow who accompanies me, and whose courageous resistance makes me very happy; for it denotes an honest man, who, though an enemy, is a thousand times better than a complaisant coward.

Let us try to learn from him what his instructions are, and what his orders permit or forbid." "Let us try," said Aramis.
D'Artagnan went to the parapet, leaned over towards the steps of the mole, and called the officer, who immediately came up.