m, and I heard him tell
Schmalz he would 'try again' after dinner. Oh, Francis, I am frightened
of that man ... not a word has he said to me about my knowing
Desmond--not a word about my harbouring Des in Berlin ... but he knows
everything, and he watches me the whole time."
I glanced through the open door into the hall. The candles still burnt
on the dinner-table, where Clubfoot and the officer sat conversing in
low tones.
"I have been here long enough," I said. "But before I go, I want you to
answer one or two questions, Monica. Will you?"
"Yes, Francis," she said, raising her eyes to mine.
"What time is the shoot to-morrow?"
"At ten o'clock."
"Are Grundt and Schmalz going?"
"Yes."
"You too?"
"Yes."
"Could you get away back to the house by 12.30?"
"Not alone. One of them is always with me out of doors."
"Could you meet me alone anywhere outside at that time?"
"There is a quarry outside a village called Quellenburg ... it is on the
edge of our preserves ... just off the road. We ought to be as far as
that by twelve. If it is necessary, I will try and give them the slip
and hide in one of the caves there. Then, when you came, if you whistled
I could come out."
"Good. That will do excellently. We will arrange it so. Now, another
question ... how many soldiers have you here?"
"Sixteen."
"Are they all going beating?"
"Oh, no! Only ten of them. The other six and the sergeant remain
behind."
"Have you a car here?"
"No, but Grundt has one."
"How many servants will there be in the house to-morrow?"
"Only Johann, the butler, and the maids ... a woman cook and two girls."
"Can you contrive to have Johann out of the house between 10 and 12:30
to-morrow morning?"
"Yes, I can send him to Cleves with a note."
"The maids too?"
"Yes, the maids too."
"Good. Now will you do one thing more--the hardest of all? I want you
to send a message to Desmond. Can you arrange it?"
"Tell me what your message is, and I may be able to answer you."
"I want you to tell him that he must at all costs contrive to keep
Grundt from going to that shoot to-morrow ... at any rate between ten
and twelve. He must manage to let Grundt believe that he is going to
tell him where Grundt may find what he is after ... but he must keep him
in suspense during those hours."
"And after?"
"There will be no after," I said.
"I will see that Des gets your message," Monica replied, "for I will
take it
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