〃Is the te de la Fere； sire；〃 said Aramis。 〃He is preparing a way for your majesty to escape。 Parry； for his part； will raise this slab of marble and a passage will be opened。〃
〃Oh； Juxon；〃 said the king； seizing the bishop's two hands in his own； 〃promise that you will pray all your life for this gentleman and for the other that you hear beneath your feet； and for two others also； who； wherever they may be； are on the watch for my safety。〃
〃Sire；〃 replied Juxon； 〃you shall be obeyed。〃
Meanwhile； the miner underneath was heard working away incessantly； when suddenly an unexpected noise resounded in the passage。 Aramis seized the poker and gave the signal to stop； the noise came nearer and nearer。 It was that of a number of men steadily approaching。 The four men stood motionless。 All eyes were fixed on the door； which opened slowly and with a kind of solemnity。
A parliamentary officer； clothed in black and with a gravity that augured ill； entered； bowed to the king； and unfolding a parchment； read the sentence； as is usually done to criminals before their execution。
〃What is this？〃 said Aramis to Juxon。
Juxon replied with a sign which meant that he knew no more than Aramis about it。
〃Then it is for to…day？〃 asked the king。
〃Was not your majesty warned that it was to take place this morning？〃
〃Then I must die like a mon criminal by the hand of the London executioner？〃
〃The London executioner has disappeared； your majesty； but a man has offered his services instead。 The execution will therefore only be delayed long enough for you to arrange your spiritual and temporal affairs。〃
A slight moisture on his brow was the only trace of emotion that Charles evinced； as he learned these tidings。 But Aramis was livid。 His heart ceased beating； he closed his eyes and leaned upon the table。 Charles perceived it and took his hand。
〃e； my friend；〃 said he； 〃courage。〃 Then he turned to the officer。 〃Sir； I am ready。 There is but little reason why I should delay you。 Firstly； I wish to municate； secondly； to embrace my children and bid them farewell for the last time。 Will this be permitted me？〃
〃Certainly；〃 replied the officer； and left the room。
Aramis dug his nails into his flesh and groaned aloud。
〃Oh！ my lord bishop；〃 he cried； seizing Juxon's hands； 〃where is Providence？ where is Providence？〃
〃My son；〃 replied the bishop； with firmness； 〃you see Him not； because the passions of the world conceal Him。〃
〃My son；〃 said the king to Aramis； 〃do not take it so to heart。 You ask what God is doing。 God beholds your devotion and my martyrdom； and believe me； both will have their reward。 Ascribe to men； then； what is happening； and not to God。 It is men who drive me to death； it is men who make you weep。〃
〃Yes； sire；〃 said Aramis； 〃yes； you are right。 It is men whom I should hold responsible； and I will hold them responsible。〃
〃Be seated； Juxon；〃 said the king； falling upon his knees。 〃I have now to confess to you。 Remain； sir；〃 he added to Aramis； who had moved to leave the room。 〃Remain； Parry。 I have nothing to say that cannot be said before all。〃
Juxon sat down； and the king； kneeling humbly before him； began his confession。
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The mob had already assembled when the confession terminated。 The king's children next arrived the Princess Charlotte； a beautiful； fair…haired child； with tears in her eyes； and the Duke of Gloucester； a boy eight or nine years old； whose tearless eyes and curling lip revealed a growing pride。 He had wept all night long； but would not show his grief before the people。
Charles's heart melted within him at the sight of those two children； whom he had not seen for two years and whom he now met at the moment of death。 He turned to brush away a tear； and then； summoning up all his firmness； drew his daughter toward him； remending her to be pious and resigned。 Then he took the boy upon his knee。
〃My son；〃 he said to him； 〃you saw a great number of people in the streets as you came here。 These men are going to behead your father。 Do not forget that。 Perhaps some day they will want to make you king； instead of the Prince of Wales； or the Duke of York； your elder brothers。 But you are not the king； my son； and can never be so while they are alive。 Swear to me； then； never to let them put a crown upon your head unless you have a legal right to the crown。 For one day listen； my son one day； if you do so； they will doom you to destruction； head and crown； too； and then you will not be able to die with a calm conscience； as I die。 Swear； my son。〃
The child stretched out his little hand toward that of his father and said； 〃I swear to your majesty。〃
〃Henry；〃 said Charles； 〃call me your father。〃
〃Father；〃 replied the child； 〃I swear to you that they shall kill me sooner than make me king。〃
〃Good； my child。 Now kiss me； and you； too； Charlotte。 Never forget me。〃
〃Oh！ never； never！〃 cried both the children； throwing their arms around their father's neck。
〃Farewell；〃 said Charles； 〃farewell； my children。 Take them away； Juxon； their tears will deprive me of the courage to die。〃
Juxon led them away； and this time the doors were left open。
Meanwhile； Athos； in his concealment； waited in vain the signal to remence his work。 Two long hours he waited in terrible inaction。 A deathlike silence reigned in the room above。 At last he determined to discover the cause of this stillness。 He crept from his hole and stood； hidden by the black drapery； beneath the scaffold。 Peeping out from the drapery； he could see the rows of halberdiers and musketeers around the scaffold and the first ranks of the populace swaying and groaning like the sea。
〃What is the matter； then？〃 he asked himself； trembling more than the wind…swayed cloth he was holding back。 〃The people are hurrying on； the soldiers under arms； and among the spectators I see D'Artagnan。 What is he waiting for？ What is he looking at？ Good God！ have they allowed the headsman to escape？〃
Suddenly the dull beating of muffled drums filled the square。 The sound of heavy steps was heard above his head。 The next moment the very planks of the scaffold creaked with the weight of an advancing procession； and the eager faces of the spectators confirmed what a last hope at the bottom of his heart had prevented him till then believing。 At the same moment a well…known voice above him pronounced these words：
〃Colonel； I want to speak to the people。〃
Athos shuddered from head to foot。 It was the king speaking on the scaffold。
In fact； after taking a few drops of wine and a piece of bread； Charles； weary of waiting for death； had suddenly decided to go to meet it and had given the signal for movement。 Then the two wings of the window facing the square had been thrown open； and the people had seen silently advancing from the interior of the vast chamber； first； a masked man； who； carrying an axe in his hand； was recognized as the executioner。 He approached the block and laid his axe upon it。 Behind him； pale indeed； but marching with a firm step； was Charles Stuart； who advanced between two priests； followed by a few superior officers appointed to preside at the execution and attended by two files of partisans who took their places on opposite sides of the scaffold。
The sight of the masked man gave rise to a prolonged sensation。 Every one was full of curiosity as to who that unknown executioner could be who presented himself so opportunely to assure to the people the promised spectacle； when the people believed it had been postponed until the following day。 All gazed at him searchingly。
But they could discern nothing but a man of middle height； dressed in black； apparently of a certain age； for the end of a gray beard peeped out from the bottom of the mask that hid his features。
The king's request had undoubtedly been acceded to by an affirmative sign； for in firm； sonorous accents； which vibrated in the depths of Athos's heart； the king began his speech； explaining his conduct and counseling the welfare of the kingdom。
〃Oh！〃 said Athos to himself； 〃is it indeed possible that I hear what I hear and that I see what I see？ Is it possible that God has abandoned His representative on earth and left him to die thus miserably？ And I have not seen him！ I have not said adieu to him！〃
A noise was heard like that the instrument of death would make if moved upon the block。
〃Do not touch the axe；〃 said the king； and resumed his speech。
At the end of his speech the king looked tenderly around upon the people。 Then unfastening the diamond ornament which the queen had sent him； he placed it in the hands of the priest who acpanied Juxon。 Then he drew from his breast a little cross set in diamonds； which； like the order； had been the gift of Henrietta Maria。
〃Sir；〃 said he to the priest； 〃I shall keep this cross in my hand till the last moment。 Take it from me when I am dead。〃
〃Yes； sire；〃 said a voice； which Athos recognized as that of Aramis。
He then took his hat from his head and threw it on the ground。 One by one he undid the buttons of his doublet； took it off and deposited it by the side of his hat。 Then； as it was cold； he asked for his gown； which was brought to him。
All the preparations were made with a frightful calmness。 One would have thought the king was going to bed and not to his coffin。
〃Will these be in your way？〃 he said to the executioner； raising his long locks； 〃if so； they can be tied up。〃
Charles acpanied these words with a look designed to penetrate the mask of the unknown headsman。 His cake； noble gaze forced the man to turn away his head。 But after the searching look of the king he encountered the burning eyes of Aramis。
The king； seeing that he did not reply； repeated his question。
〃It will do；〃 replied the man； in a tremulous voice； 〃if you separate them across the neck。〃
The king parted his hair with his hands； and looking at the block he said：
〃This block is very low； is there no other to be had？〃
〃It is the usual block；〃 answered the man in the mask。
〃Do you think you can behead me with a single blow？〃 asked the king。
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