I only wish to ask you a question, and I must ask it so that we may meet on a common ground of confidence.

Are you here in Monte Carlo to look after your wife, or in search of change of air and scene?
Is that your honest motive for being here?
Or is there any other reason in the world which has prompted you to come to Monte Carlo during this particular month--I might almost say this particular week ?" Hunterleys' attitude was that of a man who holds in his hand a puzzle and is doubtful where to commence in his efforts to solve it.
"Are you not a little mysterious this afternoon, Mr.Draconmeyer ?" he asked coldly.

"Or are you trying to incite a supposititious curiosity?
I really cannot see the drift of your question." "Answer it," Mr.Draconmeyer insisted.
Hunterleys took a cigarette from his case, tapped it upon the table and lit it in leisurely fashion.
"If you have any idea," he said, "that I came here to confront my wife, or to interfere in any way with her movements, let me assure you that you are mistaken.

I had no idea that Lady Hunterleys was in Monte Carlo.
I am here because I have a six months' holiday, and a holiday for the average Englishman between January and April generally means, as you must be aware, the Riviera.

I have tried Bordighera and San Remo.