"What makes you think that?"
"As we came along we questioned some persons, who saw the carriage pass; and others who saw it enter the Bastille."
"Oh, oh!" muttered Porthos.
"What do you intend to do?" inquired Raoul.
"I? Nothing; only I will not have Athos remain at the Bastille."
"Do you know," said Raoul, advancing nearer to Porthos, "that the arrest was made by order of the king?"
Porthos looked at the young man as if to say, "What does that matter to me?" This dumb language seemed so eloquent of meaning to Raoul, that he did not ask another question. He mounted his horse again; and Porthos, assisted by Grimaud, had already done the same.
"Let us arrange our plan of action,"' said Raoul.
"Yes," returned Porthos, "that is the best thing we can do."
Raoul sighed deeply, and then paused suddenly.