I have been captured on the highway, brought here a prisoner, and held under guard all night.

I supposed myself in British hands, only to discover that you have again intervened to save me.

Surely there must be a key to all this mystery.

If, as I suspect, it was your brother, Eric, who led the attack on me, having mistaken me for another, then what was his purpose?
And what has become of Eric ?" She wrinkled her brows in perplexity, her hands nervously clasping the back of a chair.
"It is like being cross-examined by a lawyer.

Perhaps if the secret was all my own I might freely confide it to you.