"A gentleman shouldn't reveal such things. But since you're young and curious, very well. Of those I recall from recent years, perhaps..." — fumbling for names, he counts on the fingers of one hand, then the other, then the first again, then... After a while of such tallying, he snorts. After a moment's thought, he adds another finger. "Roughly that many. But it's all trivial. There's little point in such scattering—I still can't find the one, and that's what truly matters."
"I wonder how many eliminations the lady-mantis has under her belt."