"Ah! is it you, Raoul?" said Athos, intoxicated with joy.
"Not bad, indeed!" added D'Artagnan, with a burst of laughter, and they both embraced the young man and Porthos, who had taken possession of them.
"My brave Porthos! best of friends," cried Athos, "it is still the same with you."
"He is still only twenty," said D'Artagnan, "brave Porthos!"
"Confound it!" answered Porthos, slightly confused, "we thought that you were being arrested."
"While," rejoined Athos, "the matter in question was nothing but my taking a drive in M. d'Artagnan's carriage."
"But we followed you from the Bastille," returned Raoul, with a tone of suspicion and reproach.
"Where we had been to take supper with our good friend M. Baisemeaux. Do you recollect Baisemeaux, Porthos?"
"Very well, indeed."
"And there we saw Aramis."