Strange switched about, and his face hardened.
"Come then," he cried angrily, and led the way from the room.
With a sudden foreboding of danger Rob rose, and the door clanged behind him. If, in a single night, they had found a witness his doom was complete. And yet, what witness could they have discovered?
Down to the great place where they had gone the preceding night Strange took him. Outside the door stood two soldiers with muskets. Passing between them, the heavy door shut silently behind. Facing Rob sat the Duke of Cumberland, alone.
Hastily he looked round the room. No other person, witness or otherwise, was to be seen.
"Prisoner," rasped out the Duke, "are you villing to give us informations regarding certain rebels?"
"I am not," said Rob.
"Zen vot prevents us from hanging you?"
"On what charge?"
"As a rebel."