"You—a spy!"
"No, not really," he said soberly. "But I'm an Englishman, an enemy of Austria armed and in disguise. That is enough——"
"They—my people would shoot you!" She whispered, horror-stricken.
"I have no illusions about my fate—if taken——"
"But you have come here—to help me——"
"Unfortunately that does not change matters."
He put her gently aside and went for a while and listened at the doors, and then came back to her.
"Silence. But we will wait a little longer," he whispered.
Marishka caught him by the shoulders and looked up into his eyes.
"Hugh, what you have said frightens me. You mean that you—that we are enemies—you and I—because our nations are at war——!"