“Well, Nina, you have come,” said the prisoner, as he rose from his chair and motioned to her to sit down, while he took a seat upon his cot.
“Yes, at your bidding, for Colonel Dunwoody sent for me and said that you had certain things you wished done, and asked if you might not communicate them to me. What is it you would have me to do?”
The girl spoke calmly and coldly. The man smiled, and replied:
“There is much that I would have you do.”
“Let me know what it is?”
“I have a letter here, written in cipher, to one in Pocket City. It is most important that it should be delivered, for it concerns the happiness of more than one.”
“Well?”
“You must see that it is delivered.”
“I cannot.”
“You can and you must.”