“No.... or, at least, yes.... by sight only. His brother....”
“Ah! he has a brother?”
“Yes, Alfred Varin. He came to see me once on some matter of business....I forget what it was.”
“Where does he live?”
“The two brothers live together—rue de Provence, I think.”
“Do you know any reason why he should commit suicide?”
“None.”
“He held a card in his hand. It was your card with your address.”
“I do not understand that. It must have been there by some chance that will be disclosed by the investigation.”
A very strange chance, I thought; and I felt that the others entertained the same impression.