“Indeed!” said Nick. “That is rather remarkable, don’t you think so?”
“Highly so. I should say,” said the count.
Kane laughed on; but presently he said:
“His voice, his manner of speaking, his walk, his carriage, his general air, his height, his figure—even his courtly bow—was Count Cadillac all over. We have had a good laugh about it among ourselves, Carter. Even the count admits it to be true, and, like a good fellow, he has consented not to take offense if I forget myself and joke him about it.”
“That is very kind of you, count,” said the detective. “It can’t be very pleasant to be told that you resemble a pirate.”
“Oh, I don’t at all mind it, Mr. Carter.”
“And do you yourself recognize the logic of the suggestion?”
“I am forced to admit that I do.”
“Did the pirate, at the time he was here, remind you of yourself?”