“No,” put in the dragoon, “you are right.”
“General Putnam,” said Major Hyde, “employed you upon a certain occasion. I suppose you recall this, and also the nature of the employment. Being very intimate with headquarters affairs at the time, I was well informed in the matter. But I know that it resulted in nothing.”
“Go on,” said George.
“I mean that through motives of your own, you withheld certain information. You knew that a certain person—who for the moment shall be nameless—was concerned in machinations against the new government, and yet you did not denounce him.”
Footsteps could be heard coming along the corridor. George regarded the speaker fixedly.
“How do you know that I did not?” he asked.
“By the barrenness of the result; if you had done your duty, arrests would have been made.”
Here Mr. Camp reëntered the room; he carried a paper, apparently a letter, in his hand; and his face was beaming.
“Gentlemen,” said he, “will you do me the pleasure of walking this way?”
Major Hyde and Henderson at once arose and George did likewise. They passed into a room where a table was laid with much silver and delicate ware.