It is for me, then, to interrogate Grimaud." "Where is she ?" asked Athos.
Grimaud extended his hands in the direction of the Lys.

"Far from here ?" asked Athos.
Grimaud showed his master his forefinger bent.
"Alone ?" asked Athos.
Grimaud made the sign yes.
"Gentlemen," said Athos, "she is alone within half a league of us, in the direction of the river." "That's well," said d'Artagnan.

"Lead us, Grimaud." Grimaud took his course across the country, and acted as guide to the cavalcade.
At the end of five hundred paces, more or less, they came to a rivulet, which they forded.
By the aid of the lightning they perceived the village of Erquinheim.
"Is she there, Grimaud ?" asked Athos.
Grimaud shook his head negatively.
"Silence, then!" cried Athos.
And the troop continued their route.
Another flash illuminated all around them.

Grimaud extended his arm, and by the bluish splendor of the fiery serpent they distinguished a little isolated house on the banks of the river, within a hundred paces of a ferry.
One window was lighted.
"Here we are!" said Athos.
At this moment a man who had been crouching in a ditch jumped up and came towards them.

It was Mousqueton.