The Count of Monte Cristo

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carbuncles, and a smile upon the mouth which displayed a perfect set
of white teeth, pointed and sharp as the wolf's or jackal's. A red
handkerchief encircled his gray head; torn and filthy garments covered
his large bony limbs, which seemed as though, like those of a skeleton,
they would rattle as he walked; and the hand with which he leaned upon
the young man's shoulder, and which was the first thing Andrea saw,
seemed of gigantic size. Did the young man recognize that face by the
light of the lantern in his tilbury, or was he merely struck with the
horrible appearance of his interrogator? We cannot say; but only relate
the fact that he shuddered and stepped back suddenly. "What do you want
of me?" he asked.

"Pardon me, my friend, if I disturb you," said the man with the red
handkerchief, "but I want to speak to you."

"You have no right to beg at night," said the groom, endeavoring to rid
his master of the troublesome intruder.