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Clarence shrugs, somewhat disappointed. He rolls up the spell and puts it safely in his inside jacket pocket.
“Then there’s these.” He opens out the architectural plans. “We found them in the same room. I think it’s likely that Jaques was the thief at the library.” He points to the basement on the plans.
“And there’s a cellar here I think would be worth exploring- if only we could find the building. Do you think it’s worth talking to local land agents who might recognise it from these plans?”

'If the location of the house is still unclear, perhaps a little trip to Poissy to question the locals is in order?' asks Andrew. 'If they don't know what happened to the count's house they might recognise its...unique style.'

"Yes, perhaps a land agent might know. Or we could ask someone one of the local reporters, police, or whatever Paris has for a mail service. All of those may have come across the house in their lines of work."

"Excellent ideas," says Felicity. "I could talk to the reporters. They love me. Can't say as I blame them."

Clarence shakes his head, he just can’t adjust to the modern woman.

'Poissy must be ten or twenty miles,' says Andrew. 'Shall we call a cab?'

“Absolutely. I’ve had enough of trains for a bit.” Clarence agrees.

Archie nods in agreement, grinning darkly at the train reference. "Let's take a cab this time."

'Unless the Paris cabs don't go out that far,' says Andrew.

OOC:   Which they don't! See here.