Aramis was drawn to the carnival by the bright lights and music, but walking around, he thought, for a moment, that he saw Rochefort from the corner of his eye. He shook it off, but then, in a different area of the carnival, he thought he saw him again. He turned to look and, in that moment, bumped into a rather attractive woman.

"I'm so sorry," he told her, reaching for her shoulders to steady her. "I beg your pardon."