It seemed to all three that they knew him.
"Gentlemen," resumed the newcomer, "you are, as I am, in search of a woman who," added he, with a terrible smile, "must have passed this way, for I see a corpse." The three friends remained mute--for although the voice as well as the countenance reminded them of someone they had seen, they could not remember under what circumstances.
"Gentlemen," continued the stranger, "since you do not recognize a man who probably owes his life to you twice, I must name myself.

I am Lord de Winter, brother-in-law of THAT WOMAN." The three friends uttered a cry of surprise.
Athos rose, and offering him his hand, "Be welcome, my Lord," said he, "you are one of us." "I set out five hours after her from Portsmouth," said Lord de Winter.
"I arrived three hours after her at Boulogne.

I missed her by twenty minutes at St.Omer.Finally, at Lilliers I lost all trace of her.

I was going about at random, inquiring of everybody, when I saw you gallop past.

I recognized Monsieur d'Artagnan.