But, on withdrawing the instrument from his eye, he saw that, except the way which the _balancelle_ had been able to make during that brief instant, it was still at the same distance.
"So," murmured the sailor, "they can see us as we see them." "They see us," said Aramis, and sank again into impassibility.
"What!--they see us!" said Yves.

"Impossible!" "Well, captain, look yourself," said the sailor.

And he passed him the glass.
"Monseigneur assures me that the devil has nothing to do with this ?" asked Yves.
Aramis shrugged his shoulders.
The skipper lifted the glass to his eye.

"Oh! monseigneur," said he, "it is a miracle--there they are; it seems as if I were going to touch them.
Twenty-five men at least! Ah! I see the captain forward.

He holds a glass like this, and is looking at us.