Sherlock Holmes

The bullet hole through the bank notes provided that.

Now, had the money been put there innocently, Gilbert would have, well, you know, come back to life.

As soon as the person placing it there had left, he would not have remained lying on the ground for a murderer to find him.

Then Chivalry must have bent over him as he lay there, placed the money in his breast pocket, and then... Precisely, Watson.

Well, I must say you solved it very neatly.

You've told Inspector Ganyvee that you wanted no credit in the case.

Naturally.

Publicity would be unfavourable.

If you remember, no one is supposed to know that we're in the South of France.

I'm certain that the Inspector learned a few tips about detection tonight.

Possibly, old fellow.

And I hope that you have learned a few things about gambling.

How do you mean, Holmes?

Well, you're backing the wrong colour.

A gambler is usually superstitious, and superstition... Well, I should have told you what colour to follow tonight.

I still don't understand you, Holmes.

I was playing number ten.

Exactly.

Number ten is black.

You should have followed a red color tonight, old fellow.