"Repeat it to me."
Dantès paused a few instants, as though collecting his ideas, then said, "This is it, word for word: 'M, le Procureur du Roi is informed, by a friend to the throne and religion, that an individual, named Edmond Dantès, second in command on board the Pharaon, this day arrived from Smyrna, after having touched at Naples and Porto-Ferrajo, has been charged by Murat with a packet for the usurper; again, by the usurper, with a letter for the Bonapartist Club in Paris. This proof of his guilt may be procured by his immediate arrest, as the letter will be found either about his person, at his father's residence, or in his cabin on board the Pharaon.'"
The abbé shrugged up his shoulders. "The thing is clear as day," said he; "and you must have had a very unsuspecting nature, as well as a good heart, not to have suspected the origin of the whole affair."
"Do you really think so? Ah, that would indeed be the treachery of a villain!"
How did Danglars usually write?"
"Oh! extremely well."
"And how was the anonymous letter written?"
"All the wrong way — backward, you know."
Again the abbé smiled. "In fact, it was a disguised hand?"
"I don't know; it was very boldly written, if disguised."
"Stop a bit," said the abbé, taking up what he called his pen, and, after dipping it into the ink, he wrote on a morsel of prepared linen, with his left hand, the first two or three words of the accusation. Dantès drew back, and gazed on the abbé with a sensation almost amounting to terror.
"How very astonishing!" cried he at length. "Why, your writing exactly resembles that of the accusation!"
"Simply because that accusation had been written with the left hand; and I have always remarked one thing———"
"What is that?"
"That whereas all writing done with the right hand varies, that performed with the left hand is invariably similar."
"You have evidently seen and observed everything."
"Let us proceed."
"Oh! yes, yes! Let us go on."
"Now, as regards the second question. Was there any person whose interest it was to prevent your marriage with Mercédès?"
"Yes, a young man who loved her."
"And his name was———"
"Fernand."
