"It was the only thing to do," she said, her clear voice slightly raised. "I had to. It was my only chance."
"Your only chance of what?"
"Of saving the money which belonged to the Society."
The ingenuousness of her reply made an excellent impression.
"Then you believed that in Herr Hochwald's hands the money was in danger."
"I knew it," she said simply.
"Silence!" again roared Senf, as an eager murmur went around the room, a sympathetic murmur which showed the shifting temper of the crowd. Once again Herr Hochwald had struggled in the arms of his captors and was again silent. The angry looks of those nearby showed him that he was playing a losing game.
"Herr Hochwald's testimony in regard to the porter Drelich is correct?"
"Yes. Except that I had no confederate. I knew no one in Munich except you, Herr Senf, and I had forgotten your address. I had hoped to recover the bag the next day, but the porter Drelich did not return with the check. Herr Hochwald with Herr Förster entered my room before there was time."
"Who is Herr Förster?"