"Who betrayed me?" His voice, bold and scoffing, interrupted.
She answered. It was like speaking to some one in a tomb. "The soldier you bound gave the alarm."
From behind the bars came a mocking laugh.
"You don't believe me?" She caught her breath.
"Believe? Of course."
"You don't!" she said, and clung tighter to the iron grating. "And I can't make you!"
"Why should your Ladyship want to? What does it matter?"
"But it does matter!" wildly. "When your servant accused me that day in the cloister I did not answer nor deny; but now—"
"Your Ladyship would deny?"
"That I betrayed you at Casque? Here? Yes, yes!"