Let us sell the diamond.
What says Monsieur the Abbe?
I don't ask Porthos; his opinion has been given." "Why, I think," said Aramis, blushing as usual, "that his ring not coming from a mistress, and consequently not being a love token, d'Artagnan may sell it." "My dear Aramis, you speak like theology personified.

Your advice, then, is--" "To sell the diamond," replied Aramis.
"Well, then," said d'Artagnan, gaily, "let us sell the diamond, and say no more about it." The fusillade continued; but the four friends were out of reach, and the Rochellais only fired to appease their consciences.
"My faith, it was time that idea came into Porthos's head.

Here we are at the camp; therefore, gentlemen, not a word more of this affair.
We are observed; they are coming to meet us.

We shall be carried in triumph." In fact, as we have said, the whole camp was in motion.

More than two thousand persons had assisted, as at a spectacle, in this fortunate but wild undertaking of the four friends--an undertaking of which they were far from suspecting the real motive.