This with no change of expression. I drew a long breath.
She went on as though I had spoken. "My friend," she said, "do not despise me too early. There is abundant time. Before you judge, let the testimony be heard. I love men who can keep their own tongues and their own hands to themselves."
"I am not your judge, Madam, but it will be long before I shall think a harsh thought of you. Tell me what a woman may. Do not tell me what a secret agent may not. I ask no promises and make none. You are very beautiful. You have wealth. I call you `Madam.' You are married?"
"I was married at fifteen."
"At fifteen! And your husband died?"
"He disappeared."
"Your own country was Austria?"
"Call me anything but Austrian! I left my country because I saw there only oppression and lack of hope. No, I am Hungarian."
"That I could have guessed. They say the most beautiful women of the world come from that country."
"Thank you. Is that all?"