Page 26 - A Hero of Liége

"You are a spy!" cried Kenneth--"you and your friend."

"Is that any concern of yours?"

"Only to this extent; that I'll have nothing more to do with you," said
Kenneth hotly, conscious at the moment that it was a foolish thing to say,
and feeling the more irritated.

"That will kill me," sighed Hellwig.

"And Max shall know it," Kenneth went on. "He doesn't know that you've
been up to this sort of thing, I'm sure."

"Certainly; Max shall know that I am doing something for my country. You

are, no doubt, doing wonders for yours."

"I wouldn't do such dirty work as yours," cried Kenneth, more and more

angry under Hellwig's calmness.

At this moment the outer door opened, and Frieda came in from the street.

"What is the matter?" she asked, looking from Kenneth's flushed face to

Hellwig's smiling one, upon which, however, there flickered now a shade
of embarrassment.

"The fellow is a spy!" Kenneth burst out.

"I was explaining, my dear cousin, that I am doing at least something for
my country," Hellwig said.

"We should have preferred that it were anything else," said Frieda coldly.
"Come, Ken, I've something to say to you."

She hurried along the corridor, not heeding Hellwig's bow as she passed.

Kenneth followed her. Hellwig shrugged, and left the house with his friend.