“Precisely, Monsieur. To your sister.”
“Why do you say ‘appears to stand’?”
He shrugged his shoulders renunciatory.
“Doubtless,” he said, “marked discrepancies will appear between children of the same parents.”
“What! You challenge me on a question of family honour?”
“Monsieur, Monsieur,” he answered hastily: “I do not challenge you at all. The world is too full of problems for one to quarrel on a point of resemblance.”
I laughed.
“What if I were to tell you that Mademoiselle is my step-sister?”
“Then the problem would be no more than one of coincidence.”
“What coincidence?”