Sir Robert.
Perfectly.
Sir Malcolm.
It now meets secretly in the apartment of Dr.
Gottfried Schiller. It met there to-night, and was
sitting within closed doors, in a darkened room, when
your daughter's governess reached the house.
Sir Robert.
Then you suspect——
Sir Malcolm.
We suspect that it was concocting one of those
criminal outrages with which the enemy nation is
trying to beat and bludgeon its way through the
war.
Sir Robert.
And you think this young woman—this mere
girl——
Sir Malcolm.
We think she is the centre of the whole conspiracy,
sir.
Sir Robert.
What evidence have you?
Sir Malcolm.
No direct and definite evidence, I admit. But
sufficient to justify us in warning you. The young
woman came to you in a false name and character.
She has been two months here. She was sent for
this morning, and has spent the evening with a
group of enemy aliens whom we have good cause
to regard with suspicion. The inference seems
obvious, sir.
