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Updated: June 18, 2025
Yes, I know him." "Fagiano is not his real name." "Do you know it?" "Not yet, but I hope to very soon. Signor Fagiano and Monsieur Larsagny have met before.
Her father at this moment had a violent attack of coughing. Through it all he said: "You have done well, sir." Signor Fagiano said in clear, distinct tones: "The Vicomte is a worthy son of his father!" I know not why, but these words sounded disagreeably to Esperance, who turned quickly. But Fagiano was in the shadow, and Esperance saw only his eyes, which were very bright.
A blood-red scar ran clear across his face, his deep black eyes had a sharp, restless look, and one of the young partners jokingly said: "If I did not know that Signor Fagiano had charge of the count's finances, I would suspect him of robbing his employer he has a bad look."
"I have no enemies!" "Yes, and Monsieur de Laisangy is one of them." "That scoundrel!" "Yes, and he is worse than I supposed, and the other foe is but did you notice an Italian here, the secretary of the Italian Count?" "Yes his name was Fagiano." "He calls himself Fagiano, but that is not his real name." "Who is he, then?" "I cannot say. But listen.
As in silence he obeyed her request, which though brief, was by no means stern, a singular scene was taking place. Signor Fagiano, who talked little, was wandering about through the salons. Suddenly he found himself face to face with Monsieur de Laisangy. Signor Fagiano started back, and half covered his face with his hand, but in turning to make good his retreat, he half stumbled and fell.
He gave the secretary who accompanied him directions to buy several of the exhibited paintings, and the secretary carefully noted everything. Signor Fagiano, the secretary, was not a very agreeable-looking gentleman.
He now came to see this Fagiano in a state of rage, exasperated by the scene with Carmen, and the favorite of the Emperor now came to measure weapons with this stranger. "Well, sir," said the banker, "this is the second time that you have seen fit to throw yourself in my path. Yesterday you addressed me in a fashion that savored of blackmail. What do you want? I do not know you, nor you me.
"You have become proud!" exclaimed the man who called himself Fagiano, laughing mockingly; "upon my word, Anselmo, if I did not know that you were a former galley-slave, I would think you were a prince!" "You ought to be called Lucifer instead of Benedetto!" The two men looked at each other with flaming eyes. In Toulon they were chained together, and now
"But who are you?" Whereupon the answer had come: "Take care that you do not find out my name too soon." With inward fear the banker approached the Italian to-day. "Signor Fagiano, what brings you here to-day? This is the second time that you have crossed my path, and I hope it will be the last.
"The gentleman is waiting in the parlor," he said; "will the baron receive him?" Before Larsagny could throw a look at the card, Carmen had grasped it. "Signor Fagiano," she read aloud, and as the banker with trembling voice said he would be down, she nodded to the servant to go away, and then mockingly said: "Signor Fagiano has no doubt come to tell the baron his name. Good luck to him!"
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