Jane had been suspicious of her husband for weeks, so she finally decided to hire a private detective.

A few days later, she met with him to hear what he had discovered.

“So,” Jane asked, leaning forward eagerly, “did you follow my husband?”

“Yes, ma’am,” the detective replied. “I followed him exactly as you requested.”

Jane’s eyes narrowed. “And where did he go?”

The detective opened his notebook and said, “First, he went to a bar.”

Jane’s expression sharpened.

“Then,” he continued, “he went to a quiet little restaurant, the kind of place most people wouldn’t notice.”

Jane smiled triumphantly. “I knew it.”

The detective went on. “After that, he went to an apartment.”

A big grin spread across Jane’s face.

“Aha!” she said. “I’ve got him now!”

She sat back in her chair, looking very pleased with herself.

“So tell me,” she said, “is there any doubt at all about what he was doing?”

The detective closed his notebook and looked at her calmly.

“No, ma’am,” he replied. “It’s pretty clear that he was following you.”