The speech, as the Colonel heard it, was almost a challenge. His mind reverted to the serious indictment against this man who sat there so coolly, with the half-derisive smile lingering on the thin, handsome face; and the fierce feeling of indignation against him surged up afresh. He walked deliberately back to his seat and sat down. "Yours has certainly been no ordinary career," he said bluntly. "For the honour of my countrymen, I'm glad to think that is so... You will be less surprised at my taking this tone when I tell you that I have received information concerning you of a very unsatisfactory nature. Subsequent to our first meeting I instituted inquiries relative to certain matters we touched upon at that interview. The reply to those inquiries reached me by last mail." "Yes." Lawless did not change his lounging attitude, but his face hardened perceptibly, and his voice rang like steel. "After our talk I supposed you would," he said. "The only thing that surprised me was that you didn't pursue your inquiries before making arrangements with me." "That was where I made my mistake," the Colonel replied stiffly. "And how do you purpose rectifying that? ... Do you think that the charges against me, as you have heard them, unfit me for the dirty work you have given me to do? I've had some strange billets in my time, and this, in my opinion, is the least honourable of all. A case of blackmail that can't be entrusted to the proper authorities is a precious shady business." "There are reasons," the Colonel began, and stopped suddenly. Why should he attempt explanations? Whatever the business, the employment was worthy the man. "Well, no matter!" Lawless said. "Let that pass. But I should like to hear what you have against me... When it is one's misfortune to only win notoriety through misdeeds it is interesting to know the limit of such publicity... What part of my record have you?" "I have no interest in your affairs, Mr Lawless, beyond your one-time connection with the Army," Colonel Grey answered quietly. "When you informed me you had been cashiered, I was curious to know the reason. I am now in possession of the details, and the further discreditable information that you sold your sword arm to the enemies of your country... Have you anything to say to that charge?" "Nothing... Your information is quite correct." "Then, sir, I will tell you to your face you are a damned traitor." The Colonel was leaning forward in his excitement, his arm stretched out along the table. The man he addressed, and thus deliberately insulted, drew himself up straighter, his face set and stern, a cold glint in the steel-grey eyes that narrowed dangerously as they met the other's angry gaze.