"Early, I believe.

But, you know, that devil of a habit of waking with the day, sticks to me still." "Do you wish that we should go out so soon ?" asked Aramis.

"It appears to me to be very early." "Just as you like." "I thought we had agreed not to get on horseback before eight." "Possibly; but I had so great a wish to see you, that I said to myself, the sooner the better." "And my seven hours' sleep!" said Aramis: "Take care; I had reckoned upon them, and what I lose of them I must make up." "But it seems to me that, formerly, you were less of a sleeper than that, dear friend; your blood was alive, and you were never to be found in bed." "And it is exactly on account of what you tell me, that I am so fond of being there now." "Then you confess, that it is not for the sake of sleeping, that you have put me off till eight o'clock." "I have been afraid you would laugh at me, if I told you the truth." "Tell me, notwithstanding." "Well, from six to eight, I am accustomed to perform my devotions." "Your devotions ?" "Yes." "I did not believe a bishop's exercises were so severe." "A bishop, my friend, must sacrifice more to appearance than a simple cleric." "_Mordioux!_ Aramis, that is a word which reconciles me with your greatness.

To appearances! That is a musketeer's word, in good truth! _Vivent les apparences_, Aramis!" "Instead of felicitating me upon it, pardon me, D'Artagnan.

It is a very mundane word which I had allowed to escape me." "Must I leave you, then ?" "I want time to collect my thoughts, my friend, and for my usual prayers." "Well, I leave you to them; but on account of that poor pagan, D'Artagnan, abridge them for once, I beg; I thirst for speech with you." "Well, D'Artagnan, I promise you that within an hour and a half--" "An hour and a half of devotions! Ah! my friend, be as reasonable with me as you can.