The Count of Monte Cristo

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"Yes, sir."

"I have an engagement with a pretty little girl for this evening, and do
not wish to be known; lend me your livery till to-morrow. I may sleep,
perhaps, at an inn." Pierre obeyed. Five minutes after, Andrea left the
hotel, completely disguised, took a cabriolet, and ordered the driver to
take him to the Cheval Rouge, at Picpus. The next morning he left that
inn as he had left the Hotel des Princes, without being noticed, walked
down the Faubourg St. Antoine, along the boulevard to Rue Menilmontant,
and stopping at the door of the third house on the left looked for some
one of whom to make inquiry in the porter's absence. "For whom are you
looking, my fine fellow?" asked the fruiteress on the opposite side.

"Monsieur Pailletin, if you please, my good woman," replied Andrea.

"A retired baker?" asked the fruiteress.