“He will be here in three minutes. We are to proceed with the examination; time is short.”
Then the two men turned to Vesea, and the elder spoke.
“You will be anxious to know why you are here,” he said.
She gazed at him scornfully, and he continued:
“You are here because you have betrayed the anarchist cause.”
“I am not an anarchist,” she said coldly.
“Admitted. But a week ago a member of our society gave you a warning to keep away from the Opera House to-night. In so warning you he was false to his oath——”
“Do you refer to Salti, the tenor?” she asked.
“I do. You perceive we have adherents in high places. Salti, then, warned you—and you instantly told the police. That was your idea of gratitude. Did Salti love you?”
“I decline to be cross-examined.”