“In what manner were you carried off?”
“A man came for me, directed me to get into a carriage, which was closed and locked, and brought me here.”
“Would you be able to recognize that man again?”
“He was masked.”
“Is not this an extraordinary tale?” said Baisemeaux, in a low tone of voice, to Aramis, who could hardly breathe.
“It is indeed extraordinary,” he murmured.
“But what is still more extraordinary is, that he has never told me so much as he has just told you.”
“Perhaps the reason may be that you have never questioned him,” said Aramis.
“It’s possible,” replied Baisemeaux; “I have no curiosity. Have you looked at the room? it’s a fine one, is it not?”
“Very much so.”