"He hath, my lord; but he is loyal, my lord—loyal. Neither my master nor his son hath left the house these two days."
I knew this to be false; all the same young Peter might have met Otho Killigrew without the man knowing anything about it.
"Who are his visitors?"
"I do not know, my lord."
"Trevanion," whispered Boscawen to me, "I must serve the King. I must find out if there be any treason about."
"How?"
"All means are honourable in the service of the King," he replied. "We must listen."
I saw his eyes gleam with eagerness; if ever man was alert to his chances, it was he. I verily believe that nothing rejoiced him more than to punish treason.
We therefore crept noiselessly to the door, and soon my nerves were all a-twitch with excitement, for I heard Otho Killigrew's voice, and he was mentioning my own name, and I quickly judged that we had come at an opportune time.