human
You see, I found a _petit bleu_ on my husband's dressing table one morning--I wish to Heaven he would be more careful--and I--I read it. It began '_Mon gros bebe_,' and was signed '_Ta petite Anita_,' and--naturally I was furious. I have often been jealous of Addison, but he has always managed to prove that I was in the wrong and that he was a perfect saint, so now I determined to see for myself. It was a splendid chance, as the exact rendezvous was given, nine o'clock Saturday evening, in private room Number Seven at the Ansonia. I had only to be there, but, of course, I couldn't go alone, so I got this man, Martinez--he was a perfect fool, I'm sorry he's been shot, but he was--I got him to take me, because, as I told you, he didn't know me, and being such a fool, he would do whatever I wished.
gpt
What day was it you found the _petit bleu?_
human
It was Thursday. I saw Martinez that afternoon, and on Friday, he reserved private room Number Six for Saturday evening.
gpt
And you are sure it was _his_ scheme to bore the holes?
human
Yes, he said that would be an amusing way of watching Addison without making a scandal, and I agreed with him; it was the first clever idea I ever knew him to have.
gpt
That's a good point!
human
What is a good point?
gpt
Nothing, just a thought I had,
human
What a queer man you are!
gpt
There's one thing that doesn't seem very clever, though, reflected the detective.
human
Didn't Martinez think your husband or Anita would see those holes in the wall?
gpt
No, because he had prepared for that. There was a tall palm in Number Seven that stood just before the holes and screened them.
human
How do you know there was?
gpt
Martinez told me. He had taken the precaution to look in there on Friday when he engaged Number Six. He knew exactly where to bore the holes.
human
I see. And he put them behind the curtain hangings so that your waiter wouldn't see them?
gpt
That's it.
human
And you held the curtain hangings back while he used the auger?
gpt
Yes. You see he managed it very well.
human
Very well except for one thing, mused Coquenil,
gpt
No?
human
No.
gpt
That's strange!
human
Yes, it _is_ strange,
gpt
Did _you_ look through the holes at all?
human
No, I hadn't time.
gpt
Did Martinez look through the first hole after it was bored?
human
Yes, but he couldn't see anything, as Number Seven was dark.
gpt
Then you have absolutely no idea who fired the shot?
human
Absolutely none.
gpt
Except you think it wasn't your husband?
human
I _know_ it wasn't my husband.
gpt
How do you know that?
human
Because I asked him. Ah, you needn't smile, I made him give me proof.