"I told them. The Holy Father revealed no more than was necessary to relieve his conscience and to prevent crime. It was your own tongue that told the rest, my daughter."
He recalled what had passed in the cabinet of the Prime Minister, and Roma felt as if something choked her. "No matter!" she said, with the same frightened but passionate face. "David Rossi is prepared for anything, and he will be prepared for this."
"The authorities already knew more than I could tell them," said the Pope. "They knew where your husband was and what he was doing. They know where he is now, and they are preparing to arrest him."
Roma's nerves grew more and more excited, the timid look gave place to a look of defiance.
"They tell me that he is in Berlin at this moment. Is it true?"
Roma did not reply.
"They say their advices from official sources leave no doubt that he is engaged in conspiracy."
Still Roma did not reply.
"They say confidently that the conspiracy points to rebellion, and is intended to include regicide. Is it so?"
Roma bit her lip and remained silent.