But, thank God! I have still a few rolls of gold and some family diamonds left.

Your majesty will, I hope, deign to share with a devoted servant." "With a friend--yes, count, but on condition that, in his turn, that friend will share with me hereafter!" "Sire!" said Athos, opening a casket, form which he drew both gold and jewels, "you see, sire, we are too rich.

Fortunately, there are four of us, in the event of our meeting with thieves." Joy made the blood rush to the pale cheeks of Charles II., as he saw Athos's two horses, led by Grimaud, already booted for the journey, advance towards the porch.
"Blaisois, this letter for the Vicomte de Bragelonne.

For everybody else I am gone to Paris.

I confide the house to you, Blaisois." Blaisois bowed, shook hands with Grimaud, and shut the gate..