She fell against the chair and clung to it for support.
[“The truth, and he becomes an honorable prisoner of war. Silence, and he is shot tomorrow. Speak.”]
[“The truth, and he becomes an honorable prisoner of war. Silence, and he is shot tomorrow. Speak.”]
“He is——” The words choked her. “He is——”
“Bah!” he growled, moving toward the table. “You have already convicted him!”
She struggled to her feet and followed him. He was about to touch the bell when she caught his arm.
“Wait!” she whispered. “What guarantee have I that he will not be injured?”
He shrugged and laughed. “I need give no guarantee now, Fräulein. This is not a court of law! I am the judge of what constitutes proof. You have testified.”