Her lips moved as if to speak, but no word came from them.
"Madam," pursued Britz with increasing earnestness, "the man you loved has been murdered.

There is a conspiracy on foot to shield the murderer.
Those who know, who ought to be the first to come forward as the accusers, are maintaining a guilty silence.

In the eyes of the law they are accessories after the fact.

You are one of them.

Whether you are the assassin or not, you know better than anyone else.
"All the circumstances point to you as being involved in Mr.Whitmore's death.