CHAPTER LXV.
THE MYSTERIOUS SIGNALS.
Having played his little comedy with consummate skill, Coucon hastened to the carriage he had kept waiting, and drove to the Hôtel de Monte-Cristo. He was in such haste to inform Goutran that he had successfully fulfilled his mission, that he forgot to disembarrass himself of his fancy costume, so that when he appeared before Madame Caraman, the good woman uttered a cry of terror.
"It is only I—Coucon."
Madame protested against his selecting a time like this to indulge in a masquerade.
"It is nothing of the kind," answered Coucon, impatiently. "Where is Monsieur Goutran?"
"I have not seen the gentlemen since you went out."
"Then they must be in Miss Jane's room still?"
"I suppose so."
"We will go there at once, then."