"I haven't noticed anything."
"Some way below the blots the Duke has signed his name two or three times—or, rather, his title. The inference is that his letters were not to intimates."
"The inference is justifiable, I fancy."
"Colonel Marchbanks has a neat signature."
"He can hardly mean mischief," said Peter. "He signs his name like an honest man! Proceed."
"There's a sprawly message about five something of fine something. Do you see anything occult there?"
"The number five may have a cabalistic meaning, but I admit I don't know what it is. There are five senses, five fingers, five great Chinese precepts, five books of Moses, to say nothing of the mysterious entities hymned in the Dilly Song—'Five are the flamboys under the pole.' I must admit that I have always panted to know what the five flamboys were. But, not knowing, I get no help from it in this case."
"Well, that's all, except a fragment consisting of 'oe' on one line, and 'is fou—' below it."
"What do you make of that?"
"'Is found,' I suppose."