He immediately uttered almost a shout of delight, and got out, or rather darted out of his carriage, running towards Aramis, whose hands he seized, making a thousand apologies.

He almost embraced him.
"What a difficult matter to enter the Bastile!" said Aramis.

"Is it the same for those who are sent here against their wills, as for those who come of their own accord ?" "A thousand pardons, my lord.

How delighted I am to see your Grace!" "Hush! What are you thinking of, my dear M.Baisemeaux?
What do you suppose would be thought of a bishop in my present costume ?" "Pray, excuse me, I had forgotten.

Take this gentleman's horse to the stables," cried Baisemeaux.
"No, no," said Aramis; "I have five thousand pistoles in the saddle-bags." The governor's countenance became so radiant, that if the prisoners had seen him they would have imagined some prince of the royal blood had arrived.