He looked round.

It was Ranulph.
"I stood near," said Ranulph; "I chanced to hear what you said to them.
You've been a friend to me today--and these eleven years past.

You knew about my father, all the time." Before replying Detricand glanced round to see that no one was listening.
"Look you, monsieur, a man must keep some decencies in his life, or cut his own throat.

What a ruffian I'd be to do you or your father harm! I'm silent, of course.

Let your mind rest about me.