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( SERIAL STORY THE EDGE OF copYmaHT. iea, ' V BY WILLIAM WOODS' THB KTOnVl JHalnr llnrk r .ala hla Id.nlllr aa aa fcna-ILa atr. and ntraala Gfrd nnd Ncena Bard with a code hnok, nnd r porta that hHp 1 eomlnir. Mcnn , , watle. Captain Konla orders con fl.ratlnn of th faou.a of Slxtna Andm.n, th aflaoolmaatfr. The arhoolma.f.r calralr arrrpla notl ffratlon that ha moat leava wUhin . 4S hour. WILL SITE BETRAY HIM CHAPTER XII THAT night Karl Fischer stood guard at the dock from mid night until 4. Under a cold sky hazy with stars, the boats rode stllL The water eddied dark ana bitter under him, swept on an Incoming, tide. He paced slowly back and forth with a rifle over his bony shoulder, and stamped his feet to keep warm. He dreaded guard duty at night It meant he was alone and had to think ... of the towers and halls of Gottingen, and the life he had deserted for a world in which he had no place. "God," he thought, "three years ago, who would have dreamed I would be here tonight?" At first, after leav ing the University and being drafted Into the army, he had thought it ironic that in a sort of desperation he still carried a dog-eared Aristotle in his pocket. "Sleep sound, Karen," he thought, "I was a fool to make you angry." Now he knew he had been thinking of her all this time, and the same feeling came back to him he had had sitting beside her on the grass. He paced faster along the dock. The gun grew terrible in weight upon his shoulder. He thought the night would never end. He thought, "What do I want in the world? Karen, Karen, you are the truth, I have no other," and . did not know what he meant Two hours and a half, and then he could sleep. Afterwards there would be drill, but at 4 o'clock in the afternoon he was tree until sight guard. He would go up to the saeter. It would be 5 o'clock when he came across the pasture. Almost the same time as last A warm feeling came over him at the' thought Perhaps she would be standing at the door, or he would go to the back and find her work ing in the garden. She would be angry with him from the other day. A T 4 o'clock the following aft emoon he started up the hill. First, under the trees, he climbed slowly on a matted pathway of dead leaves, trying to plan what he would say. When the first rise was behind him he went faster and faster, cutting across the valley with the stream at its center, and then up the other side along the forest rim. It was dim under the trees. Karl had not covered a hundred yards before he saw her coming down the ridge opposite, leading a young calf on a rope. Her yellow skirts swirled between the trees and then vanished again. He heard the' calf lowing, and then he crunch of her boots on the peb bles, and found it very difficult to breathe. When she turned a bend she. saw him, and stopped, with her arms straight at her sides, but the calf kept walking and pulled her slow ly along. . . After a moment he forced htov self to say, "Grass Gott, Karen.' . "Gruss Gott," she answered slowly. . Then he looked over at her. Her round, yellow head was turned upward. The speckled sunlight Bitted over her dark blouse and bodice, and over her firm and rounded arms. He saw her black boots, tight about her firm calves, halfway to the knee. "I got them muddy in the farm yard . . . the boots," she said, "They're getting awfully old, though." And then she looked straight up at his face. He took one step and flung his long arms Bwkardly around her, held her close, both of them silent and breathless. She put her head on his shoulder and said, "I thought you wouia never come." a a T TP In his chamber Ruck paced back and forth, caught by those brooding fears that always possessed him in the last hours of an assignment Four nights ago the British had landed him down the coast in a fast launch. In Namsos he had showed his forged credentials and commandeered staff car and driver, saying he had come up Dy train from Copen hagen. But now the only way out was to go north, so at noon he was taking the -passenger boat for Narvik. There he would go to his rooms, get a passport and fresh ciotnmg, and some time the lol lowing night, catch the little lcal train down over the Swedish bor der. He burned his notes carefully In the grate and broke up the ashes. Most of the night before had been spent memorizing . . . coastal geography, gun emplace ments, materiel, anti-aircraft po sitions. Like thousands of other men scattered in all the cities and towns of Europe, he went over in his mind all the instructions he had received. Nothing forgotten. No slips made, He was standing at the window when a knock came at the door. He went over quickly and opened. His heart sank. In the blinding light that flooded through the broad, open windows, he saw her, a slender dark-haired girl. Seeing her brought back those old days when they had called him the crazy Englishman, that Sunday morning in Warsaw in the last summer before the war. He had gone out for a gallop un der the trees in the Lazienki Gar dens, and met the Gennan mili tary attache cantering with a Polish girl -beside him. ' "Good morning," the officer had smiled, and pulled up to shake hands. . .. ,.fuck glanced laughingly at the lithe little body that sat so proud- I NCA SERVICV. INC. t ly in the saddle. He was caught by her flushed cheeks, and the large and clever eyes. "Tell her," said Ruck, "thnt she's the most beautiful tiling in Warsaw. The German officer translated his words to the girl, and she smiled at Ruck for the first time. "She's a new comedienne at the State Theater," he said. "Per fectly unspoiled. Only look at her." He flicked his reins at the horse's head and started off. He saw Katja at the theater that night, and thought her delightful. He bought her little gifts, and they became good friends. He never let her find out why ho was in Warsaw, or how he knew so many Germans, and yet never spoke their language. ALL that was over two years ago. His throat caught when he looked at her pale checks, the startled mouth, the masses of dark hair that tumbled down over her shoulders. He could not stop looking at her eyes, dark, malev olent, fierce eyes that seemed possessed of a spirit utterly for eign to the pale, childish face. Unexpectedly, she said, "It is so lonely here, sometimes. Of course I have very much to do. You .have no idea. I go over my lines. Shaw, Moliere, Pirandello. They have promised me I shall go back to the State Theater in Berlin next winter. Are you surprised to see me here. In this lonely little town? I had many German friends, you know." She kept talking quietly in her slow, burr ing speech, watching him surrepti tiously, with her small chin tilted to one side. . "I know you're not what you pretend," she whispered. "You didn't learn German that well in two years." Is THIS CURIOUS WORLD 7k BRITISH, "9tK TO WHCM THE SCZ CAMtZ. 3r :f , V MEANS SO MUCH NOW, TRIED Jk VX ' OESPECATELV TO PREVENT- Mo X B ITS CONSTRUCTION, f t ( f . COPR.l2SHtSCBVICCINC.T.RRE&U.8.PAT.OFr. ' t if. .rrro, i s THE 1 1 & PRICELESS ARTICLE IS "iijig Jlv WOETH A LOT OF MONEY $w5rM ll U. S. OFFICIAL HORIZONTAL. 1,6 Pictured U S. official. 10 He directs labor relations for the U. 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