[He and the soldiers start to the door, but are stopped by a cry from Charlotte, who stands between curtains at door center.
Char. Wait there! Your search shall not be long. See, I have all you wish. I have the paper here! (She tears it from the front of her dress). See, all the plans! Your visit shall not be in vain. And if you want a prisoner, and if you are not satisfied, why then take me. Ha! I am not afraid of you! Come, take me as your spy; I'll do you men no harm. Here, take the paper; it's all you need. I have the information, but I'll give it back to you. (She tears the paper in pieces, flinging it at them). There, fit the pieces for yourselves!
[The men all gather around the table, placing the paper before them.
Hop. It's only torn twice. Spread that piece out. What's here?
[They all bend over the paper. There is a movement in the hall. All the men look up, facing the door.
Hop. Who's there?
Gordon (draws back the curtains, entering from the hall in citizen's clothes). Your prisoner, sir!
[All the men start, then some go quickly to him. Mrs. S. gives a cry of "Gordon!" Then she and Fair stand gazing in a horrified way at him. Charlotte takes a step nearer.
Char. (under her breath). My God!
Hop. (to Gordon). I arrest you as a spy!