Slowly she rose to her feet.

She controlled with difficulty the deep emotion swaying her.

"Tell me," she said slowly, speaking with obvious effort, "what will they do to Captain Tremayne ?" "What will they do to him ?" He looked at her.

He was smiling.

"They will shoot him, of course." "And you wish it!" she denounced him in a whisper of horror.
"Above all things," he answered.