On the following day the comedy was repeated.
"Madame," said Indiman, gravely, "you have again forgotten your curl-papers."
"Senor, my memory is undoubtedly failing; I go to repair the omission." Re-enter madame in curl-papers, and then the "Bridge" as before; da capo for a week on end.
"It seems impossible to get that accursed combination," said Indiman, and he threw down the cards. Madame L. Hernandez smiled, and there was a little silence.
"Madame," said Indiman.
"Senor."
"You are not treating me fairly. You have allowed those stupid detectives to search your apartments, and I demand an equal privilege."
"You shall have it, senor. I am going to make a complaint of the affair at Police Headquarters. Perhaps Senor Thorp will kindly accompany me?"
"Excellent! I will remain here, and if the letter is within these four walls I shall find it."
"My best wishes, senor."