Margaret.
Never mind how. I will — you'll see I will.
Fritz.
Do you mean that you'll warn the Minister?
Margaret.
[Fiercely.] Why shouldn't I? Since his life is in
danger, why shouldn't I?
Fritz.
[With triumph.] There you are! What did I tell you, sir?
Doctor.
No, no! Margaret doesn't understand. Listen
to me again, my child. It is you who will be running
the risk. You cannot warn the Minister without
incriminating yourself. You will have to give him
the source of your information—and what will that
lead to? The revelation of your own identity—who you really are, what you intended to do when
you went into his house two months ago, and why
you came here to-night.
Margaret.
[By a sudden memory of her oath, putting her hands over her face.] Oh! Oh!
Doctor.
Otto, too ! How can you warn the Minister
without incriminating Otto also? He will be
arrested on your information—tried, condemned,
imprisoned, perhaps put to death?
