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"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?
"Locked up in Grundt's bedroom," she replied. "I met them pushing him along the corridor it was horrible! Grundt won't let him out of his sight. Oh, it was madness to have come. If only I could have warned you!" "What is Grundt doing here?" I asked. "And those soldiers and that officer?" "My dear," she answered, and her eyes flashed mischief in a sudden change of mood, "I'm in preventive arrest!"
Grundt, fat and massive and podgy, hobbling on board the steamer at Tilbury, under the noses of the British police, with the document stowed away in his boot. The Kaiser punctuated my story with gusty guffaws, and emphasized the fun of the dénouement by poking the General in the ribs. Plessen laughed very heartily, as indeed he was expected to.
As I sat and waited I heard the house in a turmoil of preparation for the shoot. There was the sound of voices, of heavy boots in the hall, of wheels and horses in the yard without. Then the noises died away and all was still. Shortly afterwards, the clock pointing to ten, the sergeant escorted me downstairs again to the billiard-room. Grundt was still sitting there.
I could see him, immobile as a statue, standing at the end of the corridor. Except for him and us, the passage was deserted. Again the elderly man spoke and his voice betrayed his anxiety. "Who are you?" he asked almost in a whisper. "What have you done with Grundt? Why has he not come?" Boldly I took the plunge. "I am Semlin," I said.
See, I have brought you to the one man you have crossed so many hundreds of miles of ocean to see! Herr Doktor! this is Dr. Semlin. Dr. Semlin: Dr. Grundt." The other had by now heaved his unwieldy frame from the chair. "Dr. Semlin?" he said, in a perfectly emotionless voice, une voix blanche, as the French say, "this is an unexpected pleasure. I never thought we should meet in Berlin.
"I cut a piece of the lining from a handbag and in this I wrapped a perfectly harmless letter addressed to an English shipping agent in Rotterdam. I then pasted the fragment of the lining back in its place in the bottom of the bag. Grundt gave the bag to one of our number as an experiment to see if it would elude the vigilance of the English police."
He was trembling all over. I could feel his elbow quiver where it touched mine. "No, Des, please ..." he pleaded, "let me ... this is my show...." Then, in a voice that vibrated with suppressed passion, he spoke swiftly to Clubfoot. "Take a good look at me, Grundt," he said sternly. "You don't know me, do you? I am Francis Okewood, brother of the man who has brought you to your fall.
As I did so the place was suddenly flooded with light and a voice a voice I had often heard in my dreams called out imperiously: "Stay where you are and put your hands above your head!" Clubfoot stood there, a pistol in his great hand pointed at me. "Grundt!" I shouted but I did not move. And Clubfoot laughed. I saw the lights flash up in the room.
"Truly do I rejoice!" said Christina, wishing she could convey to him how welcome he had been to marry any one he liked, as far as she was concerned he, in whom her fears of mincing goldsmiths had always taken form then signing with her hand, "I have my sons likewise to show her." "Ah, on foot!" muttered Grundt, as a not well-conceived apology for not having saluted the young gentlemen.
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