"But that my husband could be guilty of——"
"I didn't say that," he interjected. "He may be merely an innocent instrument; but he might have difficulty in proving it, if the charges were made."
"But what are the charges?"
"Ah! That you must not ask me."
"You know?"
"Perhaps, but you must be content to be sure that, had I the right to tell you, I would do so."
"But what is to be done?"
"Nothing. The threat is an empty one. Miss Fitzgerald will make no charges against your husband; I will guarantee that, and it may transpire that the Lieutenant has done nothing worse than deliver some cases, of the contents of which he was ignorant, to oblige a friend."
"But if she could prove that he did deliver them, he might be charged with complicity?"
"Exactly."