"Perhaps," he replied, tapping his fan without thought against his leg. "I can imagine that the Pimpernel is a complicated man, if he does exist that is, for certain." Despite how simply he had put things in the past to explain his intentions, he believed him to be deeper than just that.

Percy had to pause before he replied, "More than some. Everyone knows of the Pimpernel, my own knowledge hardly qualifies me as an expert." But then again, he couldn't truthfully admit to that in John Adams' company. "Maybe," he added quietly, barely above a whisper.