CHAPTER 18A LOT OF MONEY
TUCK telephoned the house on the hill. He asked for André. “Look, Viaud, when you threw the arsenic capsules out the window of your room, how many were in the box?”
“Ten.”
“Did you count ’em?”
“No. I have a camera memory.”
“Explain that, please.”
“I am one of those people who can look at a table containing forty small objects and can tell a week later how many teeth were missing from the comb, and exactly what time the watch said. I poured the capsules out of the box into my hand. I glanced at them for perhaps half a second before I threw them out the window into the garden. There were ten.”
“And you had bought a dozen empty capsules?”
“Yes.”
“And filled them with Taps for Rats?”
“Yes.”
“Thanks,” Tuck said, and hung up the receiver. He edged out of the p
