Aramis sighed deeply, and looked all round him with the impatient gesture of a man who would gladly dash something to pieces, as a relief to his feelings. “We have still one means left,” he said; “and I trust you will not refuse me to make use of that.”
“Certainly not, if it be loyal and honorable; as everything is, in fact, which you propose.”
“I know nothing more loyal than the renunciation of your purchaser. Is he a friend of yours?”
“Certainly: but—”
“‘But!’—if you allow me to manage the affair, I do not despair.”
“Oh! you shall be absolutely master to do what you please.”
“Whom are you in treaty with? What manner of man is it?”
“I am not aware whether you know the parliament.”
“Most of its members. One of the presidents, perhaps?”
“No; only a counselor, of the name of Vanel.”