"Has any one of you imparted our projects to his wife, his brother, a friend? Have you, Montlouis?"
"No, on my honor."
"You, Talhouet?"
"No."
"You, Couëdic?"
"No."
"Then they have neither proof nor accusation against us. No one has surprised us, no one wishes us harm."
"But," said Montlouis, "meanwhile we shall be tried."
"On what grounds?"
"Oh, secret information," said Talhouet, smiling.