"See, monsieur, if you please; the apartments of the
presbytery are empty."

"He is right there," said D'Artagnan, looking attentively at
the house, the aspect of which announced solitude.

"But monseigneur must have written you an account of his
promotion."

"When did it take place?"

"A month back."

"Oh! then there is no time lost. Aramis cannot yet have
wanted me. But how is it, Bazin, you do not follow your
master?"

"Monsieur, I cannot; I have occupations."

"Your alphabet?"

"And my penitents."

"What, do you confess, then? Are you a priest?"

"The same as one. I have such a call."

"But the orders?"

"Oh," said Bazin, without hesitation, "now that monseigneur