“I never met his wife,” said Madame, rapidly.
“But it is a fact that Colonel Menendez regarded him as an enemy?”
“It is a fact-yes.”
“Ah, now we are coming to it. What was the cause of this?”
“I cannot tell you.”
“Do you mean that you don’t know?”
“I mean that I cannot tell you.”
“Oh,” said the Inspector, blankly, “I see. That’s not helping me very much, is it?”
“No, it is no help,” said Madame, twirling a ring upon her finger.
The Inspector cleared his throat again, then: