Only don't do this awful thing! Think of that dear little boy--" Olga Platanova cried out and covered her eyes with her hands, murmuring the words "dear little boy" over and over again.

She was led from the room by William Spantz.

Peter Brutus stood over King, whose arms were held by two stalwart men.
"Enough!" he commanded.

"We spare you, not for her sake, but for the sake of the cause we serve.

Hear me: you are to be held here a prisoner until our plans are consummated.