“Serious?” she echoed. “It is so serious that I doubt whether the present month will pass before war is declared.”
“By England?”
“Yes. Your country will be forced into a conflict which must prove disastrous. The plan is the most clever and most dastardly ever conceived by your enemies, and this time no diplomatic efforts will succeed in staving off the tragedy, depend upon it.”
“Are both Wolkenstein and de Hindenburg aware of the plot?”
“I presume so. I have watched carefully, but have, however, discovered nothing to lead me to believe that they understand how near Europe is to an armed conflict.”
“Then your information is not from Wolkenstein?”
“No, from a higher source.”
“From your Emperor?”
She nodded.
“Then this accounts for your sudden reappearance among us?” I said.