“Entirely!” he answered.
“Then will you leave it in my hands?” she begged.
He hesitated for a moment, but a glance into her face reassured him.
“I am content,” he said, and left them.
She turned to Domiloff.
“Baron,” she said, “if you do not let Mr. Brand pass unhurt our compact is at an end.”
He held up his hands in eager expostulation.
“I wish your friend no harm, Countess,” he declared, “but believe me, his reports are doing us every possible injury. Besides, he will carry word of this to the King. It is impossible to let him go. I will withdraw my men if you like, while you reason with him. It is his silence only we require.”
She turned to Brand.
“You hear?”