Tomyunutterablesurprise，thesewords，harmlessastheyappearedtome，producedthesameastoundingeffectonPescawhichthesightofPescahadproducedontheCount。Therosyfaceofmylittlefriendwhitenedinaninstant，andhedrewbackfrommeslowly，tremblingfromheadtofoot。
`WalterI’hesaid。`Youdon’tknowwhatyouask。’
Hespokeinawhisper——helookedatmeasifIhadsuddenlyrevealedtohimsomehiddendangertobothofus。Inlessthanoneminuteoftimehewassoalteredfromtheeasy，lively，quaintlittlemanofallmypastexperience，thatifIhadmethiminthestreet，changedasIsawhimnow，Ishouldmostcertainlynothaveknownhimagain。
`Forgiveme，ifIhaveunintentionallypainedandshockedyou，’Ireplied。
`RememberthecruelwrongmywifehassufferedatCountFosco’shands。