You have seen and spoken to men in England who are members of that damned League.

You have seen the man who is its leader.

We have not." He leant forward on the table and looked more searchingly at the thin, pallid face before him.
"If you named that leader to me now, if you described him, we could go to work more easily.

You could name him, and you would, Citizen Chauvelin." "I cannot," retorted Chauvelin doggedly.
"Ah! but I think you could.

But there! I do not blame your silence.