"My name is Malvernet," said the other sharply; "what do you wish?"
"Do you know me?" he asked in a firm tone.
"No, I was told to come here and await a man. I was to do as he said and ask no questions. So I came and await your orders."
"Then listen to me. My father is the Count of Monte-Cristo. I am rich, very rich, and I can reward every service rendered me in a princely manner."
A mocking laugh came from the man's lips.
"What do you mean by offering me money?" he gruffly asked. "I have not asked you for payment yet, and perhaps it will not be in cash. Tell me now what you want of me."
"Robbers entered my house last night and robbed me of the dearest jewel I possess—a young girl whom I love."
"What's her name?"
"Jane! You promised to obey my orders, and I only ask you to lead me to Jane."
"And if I refuse?"