"You're talking nonsense! Arsène Lupin is never afraid; and the proof is that he challenges me."
"But how does he come to know of Baron d'Imblevalle's letter?"
"How can I tell? You're asking silly questions, my dear fellow!"
"I thought ... I imagined...."
"What? That I am a sorcerer?"
"No, but I have seen you perform such marvels!"
"No one is able to perform marvels.... I no more than another. I make reflections, deductions, conclusions, but I don't make guesses. Only fools make guesses."
Wilson adopted the modest attitude of a beaten dog and did his best, lest he should be a fool, not to guess why Shears was striding angrily up and down the room. But, when Shears rang for the servant and asked for his travelling-bag, Wilson thought himself entitled, since this was a material fact, to reflect, deduce and conclude that his chief was going on a journey.
The same mental operation enabled him to declare, in the tone of a man who has no fear of the possibility of a mistake:
"Holmlock, you are going to Paris."