“I do not understand the Not, my lord, for if he conspires—— ”
“But he is in a measure protected by his title—— ”
“Ah, now I follow you. But by what title? Needless to say that I shall be glad to aid you in your searches, my lord.”
“Why, sir, I told you that I knew the names he hides under but I do not know that under which he shows himself, or else—— ”
“You would arrest him? Well, Lord Sartines, it is a blessed thing that I happened in as I did, for I can do you the very service you want. I will tell you the title he figures under.”
“Pray say it,” said Sartines who expected to hear a falsehood.
“The Count of Fenix.”
“What, the name under which you were announced?”
“My own.”
“Then you would be this Acharat, Balsamo, and Company?”