"I feel quite sure of it now." "Wait a little. Pray, was Danglars acquainted with Fernand?" "No--yes, he was. Now I recollect"-- "What?" "To have seen them both sitting at table together under an arbor at Pere Pamphile's the evening before the day fixed for my wedding. They were in earnest conversation. Danglars was joking in a friendly way, but Fernand looked pale and agitated." "Were they alone?" "There was a third person with them whom I knew perfectly well, and who had, in all probability made their acquaintance; he was a tailor named
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