"Will you allow me, my friend," said he to the giant, "to pass in first?
I know the signal I have given to these men; who, not hearing it, would be very likely to fire upon you or slash away with their knives in the dark." "Go on, then, Aramis; go on--go first; you impersonate wisdom and foresight; go.

Ah! there is that fatigue again, of which I spoke to you.
It has just seized me afresh." Aramis left Porthos sitting at the entrance of the grotto, and bowing his head, he penetrated into the interior of the cavern, imitating the cry of the owl.

A little plaintive cooing, a scarcely distinct echo, replied from the depths of the cave.

Aramis pursued his way cautiously, and soon was stopped by the same kind of cry as he had first uttered, within ten paces of him.
"Are you there, Yves ?" said the bishop.
"Yes, monseigneur; Goenne is here likewise.

His son accompanies us." "That is well.