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The fire escape! Come with me. You go down and bring the car around to the back. Wireless the headquarters, they can’t have got far. Come on. Well I’m almost ashamed to have used that old trick. But it nearly always works. What do we do now? Now, in the immortal words of Mr. Maxwell, we scram. Twas brillig and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe. Any news? Not yet sir. I will not be beaten by that archaeologist! It’s a matter of personal honor! I can assure you, Herr Reich Minister, that every train is being checked and every frontier watched. He can’t get away. In a few moments I shall be able to give you some definite information. Well see to it. I’ll get him myself, understand? Myself! When do we get there? About minutes. And then? Then, England. England. I’ve never been to England. Well there are varying opinions about it. There was an Englishman named Rupert Brook who was also in Germany when he said, “God I will pack and take a train, “and get me to England once again, “for England’s the one land I know “where men with splendid hearts may go.” And women with splendid hearts too. Good morning, Professor Smith. Good morning. Will you come with me? What for? I have orders to detain you. I’m coming too. No madam, your train is waiting. Take this lady through the barrier. I won’t go without you. I shall be alright. Go straight to Montalier, Hotel Excelsior. Your father’s waiting for you. But you, can you manage? I shall do my best. Hurry now, your train is waiting. Au revoir. Au revoir. This way please. In here please, Professor. Well, professor of archaeology. Well, captain of murderers? You won’t mind spending a few minutes with me until our special train arrives? I take it I have no choice. Very little. This must be a big moment for you. A minor satisfaction. I wanted to get you out of my system before I turn my mind to more important matters. You have become a great nuisance to me, Professor. Almost an obsession. But everything comes to an end. What particular end did you plan for me? Need we go into details? At least it’ll be quick. But violent, I suppose. A strange end for one who despises violence. At the hands of those who worship it. The new German god. Of course we worship it. Violence means power, and power crushes opposition! The epoch of the council chamber is over, Herr Professor. I tell you that power and strength and violence will rule the world! Why are you sweating, my dear General? It isn’t very warm. Are you afraid of something? Afraid. We Germans fear nothing. Ah. Because you have a pistol. Yes. I have a pistol. It has eight bullets. Eight lives. And I have lives. Oh? Scientists, men of letters, artists, doctors. saved from your pig and pistol. And all you’ve got is my humble self. Not a very profitable transaction. We can afford to make a loss. Our profits will be tremendous. Tonight we march against Poland. And tomorrow will see the dawn of a new order. We shall make a German empire of the world! Why do I talk to you? You are a dead man. May a dead man say a few words to you, General, for your enlightenment? You will never rule the world. Because you are doomed. All of you who have demoralized and corrupted a nation are doomed. Tonight you will take the first step along a dark road from which there is no turning back. You will have to go on and on, from one madness to another, leaving behind you a wilderness of misery and hatred. And still you will have to go on, because you will find no horizon, and see no dawn, until at last you are lost and destroyed. You are doomed, captain of murderers, and one day, sooner or later, you will remember my words. Stop! Come back. You were never nearer death than at that moment. How could one die better than waving goodbye to a friend? Alright, take charge of him. Take him under that lamp where I can see him. Herr Reich Minister, be careful. He’s only to step past the barrier, across the frontier. That’s exactly what I want him to do. Ah. Shot while trying to escape. And by me. By me. Alright, get out. I will protect you myself, Professor. Would you care for an English cigarette, General?

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