"What!" exclaimed Bouche-de-Miel. "Eugénie married—and to you!"
"Yes," said the Captain, "Fate has again brought us together after a long and painful separation."
"I saw Eugénie in the house of the Count of Monte-Cristo, no matter how, no matter when. What was she doing there?"
"Monte-Cristo is married to my mother, Mercédès, and we are living with him."
"Living with him—Eugénie, my daughter, living beneath the roof of the man who ruined her father and made him what he is!"
Bouche-de-Miel grew absolutely livid with rage; he was entirely sobered now and all his evil instincts had full possession of him.
"I will never forgive her—or you!" he hissed.
"Listen to me," said Albert, with comparative calmness. "I have come here to-night at the risk of my life to offer you money, the means of rehabilitation. Be advised. Leave these miscreants with whom you are associated and become a man again!"
"I reject both your offer and advice!" said Bouche-de-Miel, excitedly. "They are insults, coming as they do from the stepson of Monte-Cristo, my relentless enemy! But I will have vengeance upon you for them and through you on Edmond Dantès! Ho, Waldmann Siebecker!"