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Updated: May 27, 2025
"The Keeper of Records was wise after his kind," mused Grauble, "but it never occurred to him that there might be chemists in the world who are not registered in the card files of Berlin." Grauble's voice sounded a note of aloofness and suspicion. Had he penetrated my secret? Did I dare make full confession?
"But how will they know that he is with us?" asked Marguerite. "Will the guards report it?" "I do not think so," said Grauble, "but does any one at his office know that he came to the docks?" "I do not see how they could," replied Marguerite; "he was at his apartment when I called him. He came to me at once, not knowing why I wished to see him. I begged him to take me to see you off.
The strike that I had feared would be the beginning of a bloody revolution had ended with an actor shouting into a horn and the shadow of an Emperor waving his arms. But meanwhile Capt. Grauble, on whom I staked my hopes of escape from Berlin, had departed to the Arctic and would not return for many months.
As I came to the vessel no one was in sight but the regular guards pacing along the loading docks. I mounted the ladder to the deck. The second officer stood by the open trap. "They are waiting for you," he said. "The Admiral himself is below. He came with his lady to see you off." I hastened to descend and saw von Kufner and Marguerite chatting with Captain Grauble.
With Grauble's help I now bound von Kufner to the staunch metal leg of the bunk and we left him alone in the narrow room to ponder on the meaning of what he had heard. Outside Grauble led me over to the instrument board where the mate was stationed. "Any unusual message?" asked Grauble. "None," said the mate.
Von Kufner, helpless and gagged was given no opportunity to reply, for Grauble, unlocking his medicine case took out a small hypodermic syringe and plunged the needle into the prisoner's thigh. In a few minutes the Admiral was unconscious.
Grauble now led me to the mate's snug cabin, where we found Marguerite seated on the bunk, looking very pale and anxious. "Everything is going nicely, so far," the Captain assured her. "We have only one thing to fear, and that is that inquiry from the Administration Office for the Admiral may be addressed to the Commander of the Lock."
"Very well," said Grauble; "she has earned her place with us; now that I understand her part, let us proceed." For some hours Hellar and Zimmern explained their reasons for believing the life of the isolated German race was evil and defended their faith in the hope of salvation through an appeal to the mercy and justice of the World State.
"No," I said gently, "it is not a dream, though I could wish that it were, for Grauble says that there is no hope of taking you with me; and yet I must go, for the Emperor has ordered me to the Arctic and von Kufner will see to it that I make no excuses.
In the heroic years of his youth he had volunteered for the submarine service. But now he confessed that he regretted the act, for he realized that his death could not be long postponed. He had made his three trips as commander of an ore-bringing vessel. "I have two more trips," declared Captain Grauble.
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