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?
