It was the first time he had spoken, and the detective took occasion then and there to stare at him frankly. "And not by wireless," he said at last. "He sends and receives messages from the roof of his house in Thirty-seventh Street by homing pigeons!" "Some more fandastics, eh, Laadham?" Mr. Schultze taunted. "Some more chimericals?" "I demonstrate this much by the close watch I have kept of Mr.