"You may wish to remember that intelligence and instinct are often worlds apart. One is, oftentimes, far wiser a choice to listen to than the other."

One eyebrow is still carefully raised.

"Still and all--I do believe someone--the Loompas, is it? Took pains to throw a suitcase after you as you were spontaneously evicted."

His voice is very carefully dry and dispassionate. Really.

"The little purebred fool may have found the remnants of such a thing. I've no idea what might have been in it. You wouldn't happen to know, Mary, would you?"