Then another thought made her clench her fists.

"Is it possible you told Professor Schillingschen your secret to-day?
Did one of you tell him?
Is that why he is drunk ?" She saw by our faces that that fear was groundless, but a greater one, that she might not be able to convince us, seized her next and she made such an excited gesture that the shawl she wore over her head and shoulders fell away and her long hair came tumbling down like a witch's.
"Listen! There is nothing that you men from your point of view could say too bad about me! I know! I have been in the pay of Germany for many years, but what you don't know is how they got me in the toils and kept me in, dragging me down from one degradation to another! They have dragged me down so far at last that I am not much more use to them.

If we were in British territory they would simply expose me to the British government and save themselves the trouble of ending my career.

They did that to Mrs.Winstin Willoughby, and Lord James Rait, and fifty others; it was so easy to put incriminating evidence against them in the hands of the public prosecutor.

Lord James Rait died in Dartmoor Prison--a common felon.