And rising quickly, Mohun confronted the spy, who drew back unconsciously.
“Where is the paper that you stole from the woman that night?” he said.
Swartz was unable to sustain the fiery glance directed toward him by Mohun.
“Then Nighthawk has told you all!” he exclaimed.
“Colonel Surry saw you hide the paper.”
Swartz looked suddenly toward me—his smiles had all vanished.
“The paper! give me the paper!” exclaimed Mohun; “you shall have gold for it!”
“I have left it in Culpeper, general.”
“Liar!—give me the paper!”
Swartz started to his feet.