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Updated: April 30, 2025
The night was normally short in Archangel at that season of the year and the unnatural lengthening of the day which Saranoff had accomplished made it shorter still. In an hour red streamers in the east announced the approach of daylight. Hardly had they appeared than a dull drone of truck motors came from the direction of the factory. "Round three is about to commence," announced Carnes.
"How would it be to overpower our waitress and make a break?" asked McCready in a guarded whisper. "No good at all," replied the doctor decisively. "We wouldn't have a Chinaman's chance. Our best bet is to talk turkey to Saranoff. He may spare us if I can make him believe that I am willing to work for him. What a man he is!
Bird persuasively, "why don't you come with us? You know the object of our coming here. We aim to destroy this plant and let the earth take its normal tilt. You hate Saranoff, although I don't know why. If you'll help us to destroy him, we'll guarantee you a welcome in the United States and you can join your brother. I'll take him back into my laboratory." "My brother is dead," she said bitterly.
"I feel sure that the force is caused and controlled by men and I know of but one man who has the genius and the will to do such a thing. That man is Saranoff. Because he must be concealed and work free from interruption, I fancy he is working in his own country. Does that answer your question?" "It does. We sail for Russia."
"How do you propose to aid us, Miss Androvitch?" "I will give you exactly what you gave my brother, your freedom and money for your immediate needs." "Thanks. But, er haven't you considered what your position here will be if you aid us to escape? Saranoff doesn't deal kindly with traitors, I fancy." The girl spat on the floor. "That swine!" she hissed, "I would like to kill him.
Three times a day the Russian girl appeared with ample meals. Despite their attempts to engage her in conversation, not a word would she reply or give any indication that she either heard or understood their remarks. The bearded Russian appeared daily and tried to question them, but Dr. Bird laughed at his threats and reaffirmed his intention of talking to no one but Saranoff.
An expression of rage distorted the girl's features. "I am a woman of the proletariat!" she cried. "I hate Ivan Saranoff for what he has done but I am loyal to him. He alone will force the bourgeoisie to their knees and establish the rule of the people. I hate your country and your government; yes, and I hate you. I aid you because I must pay my just debts. Come, the way is clear for your escape.
You were merely bluffing when you mentioned the strelska. If you tortured us, you would have to answer to Ivan Saranoff on his return." "How did you know that he is " The Russian paused and bit his lip. "Shall I tell him that you refuse to talk?" "When he returns, you may tell him that I will be glad to talk frankly with him.
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