He went out quickly, for fear of complicating the affair by a display of premature ill-humor.

As soon as he was out he began to reflect.

"The king," said he, "will not receive me, that is evident.

The young man is angry; he is afraid, beforehand, of the words that I may speak to him.
Yes; but in the meantime Belle-Isle is besieged, and my two friends by now probably taken or killed.

Poor Porthos! As to Master Aramis, he is always full of resources, and I am easy on his account.