“All right. Now, why did you break into that house?”
“To take what you took.”
“To steal these papers for the Turkish Embassy?”
“For the Turkish Ambassador!” he repeated incredulously.
“No; for his military attaché.”
“What are you, a spy?”
“You knew it well enough. You are one, also. But you have treated me as though I were a thief. You’ll be killed for it, I hope.”
“You think I’m a spy?” he asked, astonished.
“What else are you?”