Sir Robert.
[With withering scorn.] Your word of honour!
Margaret.
[Catching her breath.] Listen to me, sir. I came
here to do something criminal, and I've failed. Very
well, let me suffer for it. But don't draw innocent
people into the consequences of my conduct.
Sir Robert.
It's you that have drawn them into it. And now
they must share your punishment.
Margaret.
You can't mean it. It would be too awful. I
should die in agony—in torture.
Sir Robert.
You should have thought of that before, my girl.
Margaret.
There's Freda, she's as innocent of this as a babe
unborn. She didn't want me to come here in her
place, but I persuaded her. And then there's Otto.
He's a dear, good boy, but he's hot and headstrong,
and I've had to mother him since mother died.
Freda and Otto expect to be married after this cruel
war is over. You should see how happy they are.
They are like children in their happiness. And if
I had to think that I had been the means——
