“So it’s true?” she murmured, maintaining her attitude of defiance. “You leave me no possibility of doubt?”
“Why should I lie?” he snarled. “I should not have telephoned in your hearing if I hadn’t been sure that you were here all the time.”
“I was up there.”
“Then you heard everything?”
“Yes.”
“And saw everything?”
“Yes.”
“And, seeing the torture which they inflicted on me and hearing my cries, you did nothing to defend me, to defend me against torture, against death!”
“No, for I knew the truth.”
“What truth?”