"No, it's not very dangerous, not so far," Vincente assured Fox. "I've yet to run away, but I've hidden in nooks, and I've even played disguises." He turned to Ira now. "Well, my first case was from a friend of mine, Art's brother - Art's like my Watson, you know - who has been followed by a bloke who looks exactly like a little fisherman statue he owns. And then I've investigated the case of the mysteriously appearing violin."
An omnivorous reader with a strangely retentive memory for trifles.
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