Ten years later, being the adventures of the Vicomte de Bragelonne . so, said Fouquet. Aramis was about to say something to the lackey, whenhe paused. No, he said; he would see that we attachtoo much importance to his answer; question him yourself;I will pretend to write. Aramis accordingly placed him-self at a table, his back turned toward the old attendant,whose every gesture and look he watched in a looking-glassopposite to him. Come here, Toby, said Fouquet to the valet, whoapproached with a tolerably firm step. How did you ex-ecute my commission? inquired Fouquet. In the usual way, monsei
Ten years later, being the adventures of the Vicomte de Bragelonne . so, said Fouquet. Aramis was about to say something to the lackey, whenhe paused. No, he said; he would see that we attachtoo much importance to his answer; question him yourself;I will pretend to write. Aramis accordingly placed him-self at a table, his back turned toward the old attendant,whose every gesture and look he watched in a looking-glassopposite to him. Come here, Toby, said Fouquet to the valet, whoapproached with a tolerably firm step. How did you ex-ecute my commission? inquired Fouquet. In the usual way, monseigneur, replied the man. But how, tell me? I succeeded in penetrating as far as Mademoiselle de laVallieres apartment; but she was at mass, and so I placedthe note on her toilet-table. Is not that what you told meto do? Precisely; and is that all? Absolutely all, monseigneur. No one was there? No one. Did you conceal yourself as I told you? Yes. And she returned? Ten minutes afterward. And no one could have taken the letter? No one; for no one had entered the As the rain dripped more and more through the foliage of theoak, the King held his hat over the head of the young girl. Ten Years Later—p. 471 TEN YEARS LATER. 481 From the outside, but from the interior. From the place where I was secreted, I could see to thevery eud of the room. Now listen to me, said Fouquet, looking fixedly at thelackey; if this letter did not reach its proper destination,confess it; for, if a mistake has been made, your head shallbe the forfeit. Toby started, but immediately recovered himself. Mon-siegneur, he said, I placed the letter on the very place Itold you; and I ask only half an hour to prove to you thatthe letter is in Mademoiselle de la Vallieres hand, or tobring you back the letter itself. Aramis looked at the latter scrutinizingly. Fouquet wasready in placing confidence in people, and for twenty yearsthis man had served him faithfully. Go, he said; butbring me the proof you speak o
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