“Of complexion and brown hair?”
“Yes, yes, that is he; how is it, sir, that you are acquainted with this man? If I ever find him again — and I will find him, I swear, were it in hell!”
“He was waiting for a woman,” continued Treville.
“He departed immediately after having conversed for a minute with her whom he awaited.”
“You know not the subject of their conversation?”
“He gave her a box, told her not to open it except in London.”
“Was this woman English?”
“He called her Milady.”
“It is he; it must be he!”