"Your brother acted on instructions?" I said at last.
"On mine," she answered.
"You avow that?"
"I am here to do so," she replied, her face white and red by turns, but
her eyes continuing to meet mine.
"This is a very serious matter," I said. "Are you aware, mademoiselle,
why M. Vilain was arrested, and of what he is accused?"
"Perfectly," she answered; "and that he is innocent. More!" she
continued, clasping her hands, and looking at me bravely, "I am willing
both to tell you where he is, and to bring him, if you please, into
your presence."