“My duty, monsieur.”
“Have you not been home, to La Fere?”
Raoul colored. Athos looked at him with a fixed but tranquil expression.
“You would be wrong not to believe me,” said Raoul. “I feel that I colored, and in spite of myself. The question you did me the honor to ask me is of a nature to raise in me much emotion. I color, then, because I am agitated, not because I meditate a falsehood.”
“I know, Raoul, you never lie.”
“No, monsieur.”
“Besides, my young friend, you would be wrong; what I wanted to say——”
“I know quite well, monsieur. You would ask me if I have not been to Blois?”
“Exactly so.”
“I have not been there; I have not even seen the person to whom you allude.”