I beg your pardon, gentlemen, for having left you so long alone in my house, but I have been suddenly called away. I reckoned upon being back sooner. And....
(He draws his hand across his forehead.)
Godler.
You are suffering much?
John.
It is nothing.... A little fatigue, it is very warm.
Trévelé.
We are going away.
John.
However, it may be that I shall stand in need of two sure friends. Can I count upon you?