“I am sure you did. Can you already understand?”
“I confess, M. d’Artagnan, that I am afraid——”
“To understand?”
“Yes.”
“To understand that I wish to replace upon his throne this King Charles II., who has no throne? Is that it?”
Planchet made a prodigious bound in his chair. “Ah, ah!” said he, in evident terror, “that is what you call a restoration!”
“Yes, Planchet; is it not the proper term for it?”
“Oh, no doubt, no doubt! But have you reflected seriously?”
“Upon what?”
“Upon what is going on yonder.”