Rossett recoiled. "You mean to say she can have so changed that she would contemplate that?" Moreno did not mince his words. "You will take my word for it that it is revenge she seeks, and she will not hesitate. Her position in the brotherhood will give her a very plausible excuse." For a moment, Guy Rossett lost his head. "Yes, you told me just now, I remember, she belonged to the brotherhood. But I always understood--" He paused; Moreno noted that sudden pause. Rossett had been on the point of saying something that would have revealed much. The young man leaned forward and whispered. "Mr Rossett, do you still refuse to give me the name of your informant?" "I am afraid I cannot," was the firm reply. "My word was given, you understand." Again he seemed on the point of saying something further, and refrained. Moreno shrugged his shoulders. "I admire your scrupulousness, but I still think you are very foolish in your own interests. Still, I know what you Englishmen are. If my suspicions had been confirmed by your positive evidence, my hands would have been very much strengthened. I could have dealt with the matter in a very positive and speedy way." Rossett kept silence. It was the safest method with the subtle young Spaniard, who took notice of every word and every glance, and rapidly constructed a theory out of the most slender facts. "There is no more to be said, so far as that is concerned," said Moreno quietly. "You could have made it very easy for me; as it is, I shall have to expend more time and trouble. But trust me, I shall get the information I want in good time. I shall find people in your own walk of life less scrupulous than you are yourself." "Perhaps," replied Rossett briefly. "I am keeping watch and ward over you, as you know," went on Moreno in lighter tones. "And I promise you I will give you plenty of notice of danger." "It is pretty near, eh?" queried Rossett. "Not very far off, I can assure you. I am seeing the Chief of the Spanish police to-morrow. I have some very important information to give him." The next day Moreno had a long interview with the Chief of Police, and also with the Head of the Spanish Secret Service. Both the officials made copious notes at the respective interviews. When he left them Moreno felt he had done good work. He was sure that he could outwit Zorrilta, Alvedero, even the great Contraras himself. He took a flying visit to England after this, having two objects in view. First, he wanted to see Isobel to arrange the details of her journey to Madrid. He lunched with her and Lady Mary at a quiet little restaurant in Soho. He promised to meet her on her arrival at Madrid and conduct her to her friends. He would say nothing to Guy Rossett till he had her permission.