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But I was still unsatisfied, for it annoyed me not to be able to understand the system of German politics, as I had always prided myself that, for a scientist, I understood politics remarkably well. I had gone to Hellar for enlightenment because I was gravely alarmed over the rumours of a strike among the labourers in the Protium Works.
If any one of you should speak the word, I would be promptly disposed of as a spy. But if you are sincere in your desire to send a message to my Government, I am here to take that message." "It almost makes one believe that there is a God," cried Hellar, "and that he has sent us a deliverer."
But as I acknowledged this new magnet tugging at the needle of my floundering heart, I also realized that my friendship for the lovable and courageous Zimmern reared an unassailable barrier to shut me into outer darkness. The thought proved the harbinger of the reality, for Dr. Zimmerman himself now entered. He was accompanied by Col. Hellar of the Information Staff, a man of about Zimmern's age.
At my words Marguerite blushed prettily. "I know you do not quite understand," she said, "but you see I am rather peculiarly situated. I cannot go out much, and I can have no girl friends here, and no men either except those who are in this little group who know of our books. And they, you see, are all rather old, mostly staff officers like the doctor himself, and Col. Hellar.
"God's Anointed," as Hellar had scoffingly inferred, not only proclaimed the Germans as the chosen race, but also proclaimed an actual divinity of the blood of the House of Hohenzollern. That William II did have some such notions in his egomania I believe is recorded in authentic history.
Is it possible they have killed the instinct that demands private and individual property in love?" Even as I pondered the problem it seemed answered, for as I sat and talked with Zimmern and Hellar of my chemical demonstration and the coming interview with His Majesty, Marguerite came and seated herself on the arm of my chair and pillowed her head on my shoulder.
This roof of Berlin over our heads and all that is therein contained, is the property of the workers who produced it." I shook my head in mute admission of my lack of comprehension. "And who," asked Hellar, "did you think owned Berlin?" I confessed that I had never thought of that.
Hellar, and he asked me to entertain you until his return." The friendly candour of this greeting swept away the grey walls of Berlin, and I seemed again face to face with a woman of my own people. She was a young woman of distinctive personality. Her features, though delicately moulded, bespoke intelligence and strength of character that I had not hitherto seen in the women of Berlin.
"We had supposed you would have been told when you were assigned to the protium research." By way of answer I explained that I knew the source of the ore but not the route of its coming. "All such knowledge is suppressed in books," commented Hellar; "we older men know of this by word of mouth from the days when the submarine tunnel was completed to the sea, but you are younger.
"Yes," I admitted and then recalling my role as a German chemist I hastened to add "Napoleon was a directing chemist who achieved a plan for increasing the food supply in his day by establishing the sugar beet industry." "Is that so?" exclaimed Hellar. "I didn't know that. I thought he was only an Emperor anyway, Napoleon said that if you tell men they are equal you can do as you please with them.
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