Midnight visitor
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- You are disillusioned, But take cheer, my youngfriend. Presently you will see a paper, a quite important paper for which several men and women have risked their lives, come to me.
- You were told that I was a secret agent, a spy. You wished to meet me because you are a writer, young and romantic.
- You are disapointed
- The report that is being brought to you tonight concerning some new missiles. I thought I would take it from you. It will be safer in my hands than in yours.
- Max, you gave me quite a start. I thought you were in Berlin. What are you doing here in my room?
- Balcony? No, a passkey. I did not know about the balcony. It might have saved me some trouble had I known.
- I’m going to raise the devil with the management this time, and you can bet on it, This is the second time in a month that somebody has got into my room through that nuisance of a balcony!
- Ausable did not fit the description of a secret agent Fowler had imagined. As the fat man realized that he was boring Fowler, he chuckled to himself unlocking the door of his room, letting his frustrated guest enter.
- It belongs to the next apartment.It’s not my balcony.
- KNOCK KNOCK
- As he spoke, Ausable closed the door behind him and turned on the lights. As the light came on, Fowler had his first surprise. Halfway across the room stood a man with a pistol in his hand.
- That will be the police, What will you do now, Max? If I do not answer the door, they will enter anyway. The door is unlocked. And they will not hesitate to shoot.
- Send them away! I will wait on the balcony. Send them away or I’ll shoot and take my chances!
- Ausable moved to an armchair and sat down heavily. He was extremely irritated.
- Here is the drink you ordered for when you returned.
- But...the police...
- No, he won’t return. You see, my young friend, there is no balcony.
- But won’t that man out on the balcony…?
- There were no police. Only Henry, whom I was expecting.
- Suddenly, someone knocked the door.Fowler jumped at the sudden knocking. Max got scared and his face was black with anger.
- You see, through that door there — used to be the living room. It had the balcony, which extends under my window now. You can get onto it from the empty room two doors down — and somebody did, last month. The management promised to block it off. But they haven't
- Keeping his body twisted so that his gun still covered the fat man, Max swung his legs andjumped over the window-sill.
- The door opened and a waiter stood there with a tray, a bottle and two glasses. He uncorked the bottle and left the room.
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