"You have put the matter—the position in the right way. I am your friend and Anne's—no, I am not her enemy. But I won't give her to you. No, I won't. You must guess that I——"
"Mademoiselle," he interrupted quickly, "spare yourself and me unnecessary humiliation. You know that I love Anne, that I love no one but her. I would give my life to find her to prove her innocence."
"Even your life will not bring her to you or save her from the law. Giles"—she held out her arms—"I love you."
"The heat of the room is too much for you. I will go."
"No!" She flung herself between him and the door. "Since I have said so much, I must say all. Listen! I have been making inquiries. I know more about the Scarlet Cross and Anne's connection with it than you think. Her fate is in my hands. I can prove her innocence."
"And you will—you will!"
"On condition that you give her up."
"I refuse to give her up," he cried angrily.
"Then she will be punished for a crime she did not commit."
"You know that she is innocent."