“Cigarette ashes?” asked Wilson, whose curiosity had overcome his pain.
“And many other things! Just think, Wilson, I have found the mysterious link which unites the different adventures in which the blonde Lady played a part. Why did Lupin select those three houses for the scenes of his exploits?”
“Yes, why?”
“Because those three houses were built by the same architect. That was an easy problem, eh? Of course ... but who would have thought of it?”
“No one but you.”
“And who, except I, knows that the same architect, by the use of analogous plans, has rendered it possible for a person to execute three distinct acts which, though miraculous in appearance, are, in reality, quite simple and easy?”
“That was a stroke of good luck.”
“And it was time, dear boy, as I was becoming very impatient. You know, this is our fourth day.”
“Out of ten.”
“Oh! after this——”