Sir Malcolm.

Good night, sir!

[Sir Malcolm Clark goes out, closing the door behind him. Sir Robert crosses to the desk. Margaret makes a few nervous steps forword.

Margaret.
[In a low tone.] Galloway says you wish to see me, sir.

Sir Robert.
[In a firm voice, facing her.] Margaret Schiller, come here! [The girl flinches, and comes down.] It cannot be necessary that I should remind you of what happened on the night you came here first. After what had become known you gave me your promise—your solemn promise—that if I spared your family and friends, and allowed you to remain in this house, you would never see or hear from them again. Isn't that so?

Margaret.
[In a scarcely audible voice.] Yes.

Sir Robert.
Have you kept your promise?

Margaret.
[Falteringly.] I—I——

Sir Robert.
[Severely.] The truth, girl, the truth—have you?