"I wish you men were not so fond of plain language," she exclaimed irritably. "Please remember they have not yet proved anything against Nancy."
"Quite true. But you must also recollect, Miss Metoaca, that a military commission will accept evidence which a civil court would throw out."
"But, Senator, the despatch which Stanton claims Nancy wrote cannot be found. Therefore, it is impossible for them to bring it up as proof against her."
"I am not so sure of that."
"Tut! They have only Symonds' word that such a paper ever existed."
"True; but Symonds is a man whose word can be relied on. His story will be accepted as direct evidence, and it will, I fear, be hard to shake his testimony."
"Have you learned anything that throws light on Captain Lloyd's death?" inquired Miss Metoaca, after a slight pause.
Warren moved his chair nearer the sofa, and glanced about to see that he was not overheard.
"The mystery deepens," he said gravely. "By order of the President, I was allowed to hear the result of the autopsy held this morning."
"What was it?" demanded Miss Metoaca breathlessly.