"We must find some means of avoiding it, but your enemies——"
"I have no enemies!"
"Yes, and Monsieur de Laisangy is one of them."
"That scoundrel!"
"Yes, and he is worse than I supposed, and the other foe is—but did you notice an Italian here, the secretary of the Italian Count?"
"Yes—his name was Fagiano."
"He calls himself Fagiano, but that is not his real name."
"Who is he, then?"
"I cannot say. But listen. For some time I have hated and loathed Laisangy. I felt that he was a greater criminal towards others than myself, and as my conscience began to stir, I felt my suspicions daily increase. At your soirée I noticed that this man whom I called father started and turned pale when he heard the name of Monte-Cristo, and then he invented some pretext to leave the room."
"I remember," said Goutran.