"Why are you here, in this room?" he demanded, at length.
"To learn the details of a plot that would deliver Louvain into the hands of its enemies," replied Chester calmly.
"How did you learn our rendezvous?"
"By listening to the conversation of two of your members who were so indiscreet as not to remember that the walls of their room might have ears."
"So? That shall be looked into. Such indiscretion is not to be tolerated. But how comes it that you were able to discover the knock of admittance; how comes it that you have a mask exactly like the rest of us?"
"You are asking a good many questions," said Chester, "but as this probably is my finish, I don't mind telling you. I followed one of your members here, and overheard him knock. Then I waylaid the other and took his mask, clothes, and credentials away from him."
The chief looked at him in surprise.
"And you a mere boy," he exclaimed. "You are a bold lad and 'tis a pity you have fallen into our hands. But that is enough. You admit, then, that you entered here to spy upon us?"
"Certainly, with the greatest of pleasure," said Chester. "Why shouldn't
I admit it?"
"Enough!" cried the chief, and turned to his men.