Noirtier, Rue Coq-Heron, No.

13," murmured he, growing still paler.
"Yes," said Dantes; "do you know him ?" "No," replied Villefort; "a faithful servant of the king does not know conspirators." "It is a conspiracy, then ?" asked Dantes, who after believing himself free, now began to feel a tenfold alarm.

"I have, however, already told you, sir, I was entirely ignorant of the contents of the letter." "Yes; but you knew the name of the person to whom it was addressed," said Villefort.
"I was forced to read the address to know to whom to give it." "Have you shown this letter to any one ?" asked Villefort, becoming still more pale.
"To no one, on my honor." "Everybody is ignorant that you are the bearer of a letter from the Island of Elba, and addressed to M.Noirtier ?" "Everybody, except the person who gave it to me." "And that was too much, far too much," murmured Villefort.

Villefort's brow darkened more and more, his white lips and clinched teeth filled Dantes with apprehension.

After reading the letter, Villefort covered his face with his hands.
"Oh," said Dantes timidly, "what is the matter ?" Villefort made no answer, but raised his head at the expiration of a few seconds, and again perused the letter.
"And you say that you are ignorant of the contents of this letter ?" "I give you my word of honor, sir," said Dantes; "but what is the matter?
You are ill--shall I ring for assistance ?--shall I call ?" "No," said Villefort, rising hastily; "stay where you are.