It is a sacred duty with me.

But, Madame Drovnask--all of you, listen--it is a cruel, diabolical thing, just the same.

Were it not in behalf of our great humanity, I, myself, should call it the blackest piece of cruelty the world has ever known.

The slaughter of a little boy! A dear, innocent little boy! I can see the horror in all of your faces! You shudder as you sit there, thinking of the thing I am to do.

Yes, you are secretly despising me, your instrument of death! I--I, a girl, I am to cast the bomb that blows this dear little body to pieces.