"I see nothing peculiar, unless a tiny bit of red stuff stuck in the corner of the eye," he said.
"Ah!" cried Juliet, "I thought you'd see that! What do you think the red stuff is?"
"Might be sealing-wax."
"That's just what it is. I used a magnifying-glass to make sure. Which showed me something else, too. But I haven't quite come to that yet! Pat never seals his letters with red wax. He dislikes red things: you know yourself he always uses grey-blue wax. He said it reminded him of my eyes! You saw the packet Defasquelle brought from France?"
"Yes."
"Then you know it was sealed with five red seals. I have the box and wrappings upstairs, if you don't remember."
"I do remember."
"Very well. You can guess what I'm driving at?"
"I suppose I can."
"Good! Now for the other thing the magnifying-glass told me. But no—take it yourself. There's a scratch across the eye on the ring. You see it?"