I hated to see her smile.
"I don't like to think of you doing this," I exclaimed suddenly.
"Not even for Germany?" she asked.
I was silenced, but my blood continued to boil at the thought of what might not be asked of her.
"Would you go to any lengths," I asked abruptly.
"For my country I would, to any lengths!" she answered proudly.
Again I felt rebuked, yet still more savage at the thought.
"You would even become some British Admiral's mistress?" I asked in a low voice.
Her colour suddenly rose, and for an instant she seemed to start. Then in rather a cool voice she said—
"Perhaps we are thinking of rather different things."