For the last time, Captain Granet, I must ask you whether you wish to amend your explanation ?" There was a little movement at the further end of the room.

A curtain was drawn back and Isabel Worth came slowly towards them.

She stood there, the curtains on either side of her, ghastly pale, her hands clasped in front of her, twitching nervously.
"I am very sorry," she said.

"This is all my fault." They stared at her in amazement.

Only Granet, with an effort, kept his face expressionless.