CHAPTER XXVI. THE LAST ADIEUX
Raoul uttered a cry, and affectionately embraced Porthos. Aramis and Athos embraced like old men; and this embrace itself being a question for Aramis, he immediately said, “My friend, we have not long to remain with you.”
“ Ah!” said the comte.
“ Only time to tell you of my good fortune,” interrupted Porthos.
“ Ah!” said Raoul.
Athos looked silently at Aramis, whose somber air had already appeared to him very little in harmony with the good news Porthos hinted.
“ What is the good fortune that has happened to you? Let us hear it,” said Raoul, with a smile.
“ The king has made me a duke,” said the worthy Porthos, with an air of mystery, in the ear of the young man, “a duke by brevet .”
But the asides of Porthos were always loud enou
