"I tell you he will get through."
"He may; but I will help him."
"To be sure you will; I reckoned upon you, and still further believe that when we are once at Toulon you will not let him depart alone."
"Oh!" said Athos, shaking his head.
"Patience! patience!"
"Monseigneur, permit us to take our leave."
"Begone, then, and my good fortune attend you."
"Adieu! monseigneur; and may your good fortune attend you likewise."
"Here is an expedition admirably commenced!" said Athos to his son. "No provisions—no store flotilla! What can be done, thus?"
"Humph!" murmured Raoul; "if all are going to do as I am, provisions will not be wanted."