“There certainly is one,” said M. de Tréville, who had a tincture of literature, “and M. de Benserade was quoting it to me the other day. Stop a minute⁠—ah, this is it: ‘ Timeo Danaos et dona ferentes ,’ which means, ‘Beware of the enemy who makes you presents.’ ”

“This diamond does not come from an enemy, Monsieur,” replied d’Artagnan, “it comes from the queen.”

“From the queen! Oh, oh!” said M. de Tréville. “Why, it is indeed a true royal jewel, which is worth a thousand pistoles if it is worth a denier. By whom did the queen send you this jewel?”

“She gave it to me herself.”

“Where?”