It was quite likely that Bufferio had made a mistake as to the individual, a thing which might easily have happened in so dark a night.
While Simon Turchi, with apparent calmness, thus conversed with the old gentleman, he was evidently meditating some wicked design; for while talking, his eyes incessantly wandered to Geronimo, and he endeavored to divine from his countenance the subject of his conversation.

He did not for one instant lose sight of Mary's betrothed.
After speaking of the assassination, the old Deodati glanced around the room upon the different groups of guests, and he asked Turchi: "Who is the gentleman in purple velvet, who is the object of such marked respect from the merchants around him?
I do not mean the tall old man, I am acquainted with him, he is the rich Fugger of Augsburg; I am speaking of the one who stands beside him." "He is a banker, signor," replied Simon Turchi.

"He is very rich, and his name is Lazarus Tucher.

The gentleman before him is the head of the house of the Hochstetter.

The gentlemen conversing with him belong to the distinguished commercial houses of the Gigli, the Spignoli, and the Gualterotti.