"We will have to teach Athos," Aramis muses, "Lest he grow jealous or feel left out. But I would like that, too," he says. "Particularly when Ana arrives. She will learn to speak three languages by the time she can ride one of their delightful little bicycles."

He beams at Porthos, charmed by the thought. "Tienes hambre. Are you hungry? Estoy cansado, I am tired. ¿Hay café? Is there coffee?" Aramis laughs. "You will hear that rather a lot."