![]() ![]() ![]() So now we know why G- just so happened to show up at Dupin's door after an absence of several years: he needs help. Meanwhile, the political situation isn't improving. Any disorder in the glueing -any unusual gaping in the joints -would have sufficed to insure detection. A single grain of gimlet-dust, for example, would have been as obvious as an apple. Had there been any traces of recent disturbance we should not have failed to detect it instantly. We examined the rungs of every chair in the hotel, and, indeed, the jointings of every description of furniture, by the aid of a most powerful microscope. Complication Search and DestroyĮvery night for the past three months, G- has been searching D-'s hotel room for the letter. He's now blackmailing her to get what he wants politically, and she's called in G- to purloin it back. ![]() Basically, the crafty D- has made off with (purloined!) a secret and scandalous letter belong to some unnamed royal lady. G- spends a lot of time rather cryptically explaining the mystery at hand. Auguste Dupin, private detective, and his roommate, the unnamed narrator, are puffing away in a smoky reverie when G-, the head of the Paris police, enters the scene. ![]() Two guys sit in the dark, silently smoking. ![]()
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