"Bah! my friend," replied La Mole, "the rope is made for clowns, not for gentlemen like ourselves."
"I am beginning to think," said Coconnas, "that the precaution I took is not bad."
"What precaution?"
"To have made friends with the hangman."
"You are sinister, my dear Coconnas."
"Well, what are we going to do?" cried the latter, impatiently.
"Set out and find the queen."
"Where?"
"I do not know—seek the king."
"Where?"