human
My dear madam, please sit down, he said quietly.
gpt
I must ask you to explain how it happens that a number of five-pound notes, given to you by your husband some days ago, were found on the body of this murdered man.
human
How do I know? she replied sharply.
gpt
I spent the notes in shops; I'm not responsible for what became of them. Besides, I am dining out to-night, and! I must dress. I really don't see any point to this conversation.
human
No, he smiled, and the keenness of his glance: pierced her like a blade.
gpt
The point is, my dear lady, that I want you to tell me what you were doing with this billiard player when he was shot last Saturday night.
human
It's false; I never knew the man, she cried.
gpt
It's an outrage for you to--to intrude on a lady and--and insult her.
human
You used to back his game at the Olympia,
gpt
What of it? I'm fond of billiards. Is that a crime?
human
You left your cloak and a small leather bag in the _vestiaire_ at the Ansonia,
gpt
It isn't true!
human
Your name was found stamped in gold letters under a leather flap in the bag.
gpt
It--it was?
human
Your friend, M. Kittredge, tore the flap out of the bag and then cut it into small pieces and scattered the pieces from his cab through dark streets, but I picked up the pieces.
gpt
You--you did?
human
Yes. _Now what were you doing with Martinez in that room?_
gpt
Excuse me, she smiled,
human
I didn't get your name?
gpt
M. Coquenil,
human
Won't you sit over here? This chair is more comfortable. That's right. Now, I will tell you _exactly_ what happened.