"I do want a big affair," says Aramis, refusing to be waylaid, at least for the moment. "But not at the expense of your happiness or peace of mind. In the end it is enough to be married to you, more happiness than most men dream, and I will be content, Porthos."

He cranes his neck then, taking up the brightly adorned boxes. "Sleeping Beauty," he says. "These are moving paintings?"