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first inspection.""Well, monsieur, from curiosity I shall accompany you. Andit is so much the more necessary that I should accompanyyou, that you would find great difficulties in passingthrough the camp without me or one of my lieutenants.""General, I would not suffer you to inconvenience yourselfif I did not, in fact, stand in need of your company; but asI recognize that this company is not only honorable, butnecessary, I accept it.""Do you desire we should take any people with us?" askedMonk."General, I believe that would be useless, if you yourselfdo not see the necessity for it. Two men and a horse willsuffice to transport the two casks on board the feluccawhich brought me hither.""But it will be necessary to pick, dig and remove the earth,and split stones; you dont intend doing this work yourself,monsieur, do you?""General, there is no picking or digging required. Thetreasure is buried in the sepulchral vault of the convent,under a stone in which is fixed a large iron ring and underwhich are four steps leading down. The two casks are there,placed end to end, covered with a coat of plaster in theform of a bier. There is, besides, an inscription, whichwill enable me to recognize the stone; and as I am notwilling, in an affair of delicacy and confidence, to keepthe secret from your honor, here is the inscription: -- `Hicjacet venerabilis, Petrus Gulielmus Scott, Canon Honorab.Conventus Novi Castelli. Obiit quarta et decima. Feb. ann.Dom. MCCVIII. Requiescat in pace."Monk did not lose a single word.- He was astonished eitherat the marvelous duplicity of this man and the superiorstyle in which he played his part, or at the good loyalfaith with which he presented his request, in a situation inwhich concerning a million of money, risked against the blowfrom a dagger, amidst an army that would have looked uponthe theft as a restitution."Very well," said he; "I shall accompany you; and theadventure appears to me so wonderful, that I shall carry thetorch myself." And saying these words, he girded on a shortsword, placed a pistol in his belt, disclosing in thismovement, which opened his doublet a little, the fine ringsof a coat of mail, destined to protect him from the firstdagger-thrust of an assassin. After which he took a Scotchdirk in his left hand, and then turning to Athos, "Are youready, monsieur?" said he."I am."Athos, as if in opposition to what Monk had done, unfastenedhis poniard, which he placed upon the table; unhooked hissword-belt, which he laid close to his poniard; and, withoutaffectation, opening his doublet as if to look for hishandkerchief, showed beneath his fine cambric shirt hisnaked breast, without weapons either offensive or defensive."This is truly a singular man," said Monk; "he is withoutany arms; he has an ambuscade placed somewhere yonder.""General," said he, as if he had divined Monks thought,"you wish we should be alone; that is very right, but agreat captain ought never to expose himself with temerity.It is night, the passage of the marsh may present dangers;be accompanied.""You are right," replied he, calling Digby. The aid-de-campappeared. "Fifty men with swords and muskets," said he,looking at Athos."That is too few if there is danger, too many if there isnot.""I will go alone," said Monk; "I want nobody. Come,monsieur."CHAPTER 25The MarchAthos and Monk passed over, in going from the camp towardsthe Tweed, that part of the ground which Digby had traversedwith the fishermen coming from the Tweed to the camp. Theaspect of this place, the aspect of the changes man hadwrought in it, was of a nature to produce a great effectupon a lively and delicate imagination like that of Athos.Athos looked at nothing but these desolate spots; Monklooked at nothing but Athos -- at Athos, who, with his eyessometimes directed towards heaven, and sometimes towards theearth, sought, thought, and sighed.Digby, whom the last orders of the general, and particularlythe accent with which he had given them, had at first alittle excited, followed the pair at about twenty paces, butthe general having turned round as if astonished to find hisorders had not been obeyed, the aid-de-camp perceived hisindiscretion and returned to his tent.He supposed that the general wished to make, incognito, oneof those reviews of vigilance which every experiencedcaptain never fails to make on the
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