Rizzio glanced quickly at Hammersley. “Excellenz, the same person who caused the arrest of Captain Byfield gave Maxwell to the police.” Von Stromberg’s gaze followed Rizzio’s to Hammersley. “And you, Herr Hammersley. What do you suggest?” “If the report is true, Excellenz, I quite agree with Herr Rizzio,” he said easily. Von Stromberg showed his teeth in a wolfish smile. “And each of you contends that it was the other, _nicht wahr_?” Hammersley merely nodded, but Rizzio was by this time in a state which made self-control an impossibility. “Excellenz,” he cried hotly, “is it conceivable that I should have come to Germany if I had been guilty of the crime of which this man accuses me? I have served Germany against----” “You forget, Herr Rizzio,” said the General blandly, “that Herr Hammersley has also come to Germany.” “And while he is here Germany is in danger. He is a spy of England, Excellenz.” Hammersley only laughed. “If I had been a spy of England, Excellenz, I surely had many chances to serve England’s cause. Why should I have even met Captain Stammer at Beaufort Cove? It would have been quite easy to have informed the artillery officer at Innerwick and blown his destroyer out of the water while she lay at anchor? Herr Rizzio forgets that honesty is always provided with proof. In reply to this accusation, I would ask Herr Rizzio how he managed to pass through the cordon of British destroyers which guard the coast?” Rizzio hesitated and von Stromberg spoke. “That is a fair question. Answer.” “I had English papers as well as German. I came away before the War Office had time to act upon Herr Hammersley’s information as to my services to Germany.” Hammersley shrugged. “I make no reply.” Von Stromberg frowned at the opposite wall, snapping the papers of the package in his fingers impatiently. “An _impasse_! I suspected as much. We will now resort to other means. The only possible solution of this case, barring the unpleasant alternative of shooting both of you gentlemen in the garden this afternoon lies in the nature of the dispatches themselves and in the production of a material witness.” He brought his broad palm down on the bell upon the table and said to Captain von Winden, who answered it: “You will bring Fräulein Doris Mather down to this room at once.” As Captain von Winden went out, the eyes of both men were turned to Hammersley. He started in surprise, and leaned forward toward von Stromberg, slowly turning with a frown to Rizzio. “Doris--Miss Mather--here!” he muttered. “She came--with--with Herr Rizzio?” Von Stromberg nodded. “Herr Rizzio persuaded her to come with him.”