"Are you of the revolutionists, Madam?" demanded the big German
suddenly.
"Yes!" she wheeled upon him. "I am from Europe. I am for liberty."
"Come, then," said Kammerer, quietly reaching out and taking away
the revolver from her hand. "We're friends. How came you to be in
this country, here?"
She smiled at him bitterly. "Because of my zeal. There were
powers who wanted me out of Washington. Ask Captain Carlisle as to
that. But this man I met later on the boat, as you know.
He--brought me here--as you have heard!"
"It iss outrage!" broke in Kammerer. "It iss crime!"
"We'll call him to account," interrupted Carlisle. "Why did you
stop us? We'd have killed him the next minute. I'll kill him yet."
"I was afraid you _would_ kill him," she said simply.
"Well, why not? What has he done to us,--our men,--to you?"
"I could not see it done."
"You'll see worse done. We'll do it yet. You must not stand in
our way." His hand closed over his own revolver butt, and he made
a half motion forward.
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