"I know nothing," she murmured.
"Perhaps three hundred thousand will sharpen your intelligence."
He laughed and chose another method.
"How was the money taken from this room?"
"I do not know. At night while I slept."
"Who took it?"
A long silence. And then another change of tone.
"You are young, Madame, and still beautiful. It would be a pity----"
She understood what he meant.
"Excellency!" Her tone was raised now in fear, in horror. "What, Excellency?"