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Then rolling him over I planted my knee on his back while I ripped a sheet from the bunk and bound his feet. From without I heard Grauble's voice in command: "Close the hatch." Then I felt the vessel quiver with machinery in motion and I knew that we were moving along the tunnel toward the sea. Grauble appeared again in the door of the cabin.
At these words the guard, who had been about to leave, turned back. I glanced apprehensively at Grauble who, seeing that I was grievously wrought up over the affair, said quietly to the officer, "You had best take her away." Katrina, with a black look of hatred at Grauble, went without further words, and the curious crowd quickly melted away.
"I do not like that," she said. "Is there not some way to leave him behind?" "I do not like it either," said Grauble, "because I fear his presence aboard may make trouble among my men. I do not think they will object to deserting with us to the free world.
When I reached the dining hall I found Captain Grauble awaiting me. But he was not alone. Seated with him were two girls and so strange a picture of contrast I had never seen. The girl on his right was an extreme example of the prevailing blonde type. Her pinkish white skin seemed transparent, her eyes were the palest blue and her hair was bright yet pale gold.
"Of all this I am easily convinced," said Grauble, "for it is but a logically thought-out conclusion of the feeling I have nourished in my blind rebellion. I am ready to go with Herr von Armstadt and surrender my vessel to the enemy; but the practical question is, will our risk avail anything? What hope can we have that we will even be able to deliver the message you wish to send?
At these startling statements the older men could only gasp in incredulous astonishment, but Captain Grauble nodded wisely "I half expected as much," he said. I turned to Marguerite. Her eyes were swimming in a mist of tears. "Then your visions were real memories," she cried, "and not miracles. I knew you had seen other worlds, but I thought it was in some spirit life."
I did not answer, and Grauble again reached over and gripped the girl's arm. "I told you who he was," he said. "He is Herr Karl von Armstadt of the Chemical Staff." But, the girl did not sit down and continued to stare at me. Then she raised a trembling hand and, pointing an accusing finger at me, she cried in a piercing voice: "You are not Karl Armstadt, but an impostor posing as Karl Armstadt!"
Although the official business of the conference related to ore deposits and not to the dangers of the traffic, the men were so obsessed with the latter fact, that it crept out in their talk in spite of the Admiral's obvious displeasure at such confession of fear. I particularly marked the outspoken frankness of one, Captain Grauble, whose vessel was the next one scheduled to depart to the mines.
This suggestion of the pompous Admiral's predicament if thus left behind seemed to amuse Grauble and he at once led the way back to his own cabin. Von Kufner was lying very quietly in his bonds and glared up at us with a weak and futile rage. Grauble smiled cynically at his prostrate chief.
"You really know her?" questioned Elsa, turning her pale eyes upon me. "Oh, yes, I once knew her," I replied, trying to seem unconcerned; "but I did not recognize her at first." "You mean you didn't care to," smiled Grauble. "Once a man had known that woman he would hardly forget her." "But you must have had a very emotional affair with her," said Elsa, "to make her take on like that.
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