She fancied that he made a motion as though to rise to his feet, but she laid her hand upon his.
"Stay here," she whispered.

"No, I do not wish to drive you away.
Now you are here you shall listen to me." "But you are not in earnest!" he faltered.

"Don't tell me that you are in earnest.

It is treason.

I am Rudolph Von Behrling, Secretary to the Chancellor." Again she leaned towards him so that he could see into her eyes.
"Rudolph," she said, "you are indeed Rudolph Von Behrling, you are indeed the Chancellor's secretary.