They would
not be the first people who had tried that sort of thing before.
In the course of his life he had known others who had flung the Cause
and their vows to the winds from fear or passion and tried to hide
themselves under some disguise.
If they happened to be clever and have plenty of money their escape had
been fairly easy, and they had even been safe for perhaps a year or so.
Then just as they had begun to feel secure and had grown careless, the
vengeance of their own particular circle had overtaken them. There had
been accounts in the newspapers of a mysterious tragedy to which no
motive could be assigned, and for which no one could be brought to
justice, and that was all.
They were all monotonously alike, these affairs!
Sobrenski had said little to anyone else of his suspicions.
No need to declare anyone a traitor till it was proven. Such things
had a demoralising effect, and treachery was an infectious disease.
He descended the uneven rungs of the ladder, treading soft-footed as a
cat.
There was no noise of talking, so of course she was asleep.
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