“Who said that? What makes you think that poor young fellow could be an assassin?”
“The very thing I was saying. A crime was committed in his house,” said Aramis, “and that was quite sufficient; perhaps he saw the criminals, and it was feared that he might say something.”
“The deuce! if I only thought that——”
“Well?”
“I would redouble the surveillance.”
“Oh, he does not seem to wish to escape.”
“You do not know what prisoners are.”
“Has he any books?”
“None; they are strictly prohibited, and under M. de Mazarin’s own hand.”
“Have you the writing still?”