“No,” replied Mazarin.
“Then you will start after the queen?”
“No,” said Mazarin again.
“Ah!” said D’Artagnan, who began to understand.
“Yes,” continued the cardinal. “I have my plan. With the queen I double her risk; after the queen her departure would double mine; then, the court once safe, I might be forgotten. The great are often ungrateful.”
“Very true,” said D’Artagnan, fixing his eyes, in spite of himself, on the queen’s diamond, which Mazarin wore on his finger. Mazarin followed the direction of his eyes and gently turned the hoop of the ring inside.
“I wish,” he said, with his cunning smile, “to prevent them from being ungrateful to me.”
“It is but Christian charity,” replied D’Artagnan, “not to lead one’s neighbors into temptation.”
“It is exactly for that reason,” said Mazarin, “that I wish to start before them.”
D’Artagnan smiled—he was just the man to understand the astute Italian. Mazarin saw the smile and profited by the moment.