The police matron who had been Leah Einstein's secret jailer on the voyage was now listening to Braun's stubborn negations of all Sergeant Breyman's formal questions.
Atwater, with a touched heart, listened to Irma Gluyas in her passionate ravings.

"The lying fiend! I will tell all! I will go on my knees to pray God to strike him dead!" For, at last, the duped woman knew that Randall Clayton was already cold in death when Braun had forged the lying telegram which bade her hope for deliverance.
"He watched me, night and day, lest I should try to escape! He plotted to kill me, but he feared the servants.

I always kept a little peasant child here in my rooms, night and day.
"Our old forester, Hermann, who guards the estate for the young Count von Kinsky, who is travelling over the world for four years, is good and true.

He is Frida's uncle.

And I told him all my fears.
I had only a few jewels, my own.