"Good; now comes the second point."
"Do not torture me any longer," said Danglars.
"Have you forgotten who it was that humiliated you, trod you in the dust?" said Benedetto, laying his hand on the banker's shoulder. "That man is your bad genius as well as mine. It was the Count of Monte-Cristo who taught me the pleasures of life only to throw me back to the Bagnio again. Since I have been free I dream of revenge against him. I know the spot where he is mortal. Can I count on your support?"
"Yes; but I fear our attempts will be fruitless."
"Fruitless? I swear to you that we shall be successful."
"But he is a supernatural man. You might as well attack God."
"And yet he has an Achilles heel! Once more, will you help me?"
"Yes; but I do not understand you."
"The whole of the Count of Monte-Cristo's affection is centred in his son, and through this son we must strike him. He shall suffer all the tortures of hell, and in his son, whom he idolizes, we shall punish him."