"What a queer man you are!" she said with a little pout. She was not accustomed to have men inattentive when she sat near them.
"There's one thing that doesn't seem very clever, though," reflected the detective. "Didn't Martinez think your husband or Anita would see those holes in the wall?"
"No, because he had prepared for that. There was a tall palm in Number Seven that stood just before the holes and screened them."
Coquenil looked at her curiously.
"How do you know there was?"
"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."
"I see. And he put them behind the curtain hangings so that your waiter wouldn't see them?"
"That's it."
"And you held the curtain hangings back while he used the auger?"
"Yes. You see he managed it very well."