Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1927-01-09

tivity in Turkey. Only five minutes.
Had the gods left no loophole?
heard Pappas Effendi and Fulton
asking the Turkish officer II they
might return to fetch some kit that
had been left In the cafe The Turk
by sergeant. l also had left some
kit I claimed on the spur OF the mo-
ment. just az Pappas Effendi and
Fulton were leaving us.
"All right" said the Turk, follow
your comrades
In full view of the rest of the party
7 walked after Pappas Effendi and
Fulton. While keeping close to the
sergeant. as II to show l was under
his wing, took care to remain be.
hind him. SO that he himself should
know nothing of my presence.
The little group entered the cafe.
first Pappas Effendi and Fulton. then
the sergeant. and finally myself,
walking softly
Inside the doorway was the plump
waitress, who smiled affably. | stayed
near her while the other three passed
TO the inside room, where we had
been seated earlier. l fingered my
lips warningly. and in soft.spoken
French asked where / could hide.
The waitress gave no answer. but
without showing the least excitement
or even surprise half opened a folding
doorway that led to the kitchen /
planted myself behind IT, while she
entered the inner room and talked to
the Turkish sergeant.
A minute later / heard the three of
them-Pappas Effendi Fulton and the
guard-tramp past my doorway and
out to the ferry stage. Just then the
arriving steamer hooted.
Now" said this waitress in a mil.
lion, they have gone, and 80 must
you. The Turks may come back any
moment, and II they find you here
shall suffer more than you"
"Good-by and a million thanks"
said fervently, and went into the open.
Without even turning my head to
see whether the disappearance was
known, | swerved to the right, and,
ton by walking in haste, passed up
the long line Of steps leading to the
bridge. which l crossed.
WAS worried about by chances of
meeting the unknown Russian who
had agreed to hide White and myself.
According to the plan, he was to wait
for me in a German beer-house from
2 o'clock to 4. / had been unable to
escape in time for the appointment,
and it was now APO.
Nevertheless. hoping that the Rus
sian might have fingered over his
drink. l decided to carry out the ar
rangements as II had arrived in time.
Having entered the beer house
manned Zur Neuen Welt. l was to
pass down the main room until, on
the right-hand side of it. l reached the
piano. l must seat myself At the
table next to the piano. order a glass
of beer, put cigarette behind my left
too much anxiety.
Somewhere near me I should find a
man whose left ear, also was
adorned with cigarette. He would
occupy the table beyond mine--that is
to say, the next but one to the piano,
and l was to follow him to a hiding
place when he left
1t was APT when I entered the Bier
haus Eur Neuen Welt-a low-roofed.
close atmosphered cafe in the Rue de
Galata. The customers inside 1t were
few. Some of them caugh my atten-
ton at once. for they included group
Of German soldiers and Turkish off,
Ger of gendarmerie who was talking
III n CiSlldH.
The next table to the piano was
vacant, as were those surrounding it.
l sat down, casually placed a cigarette
behind my left ear. and ordered a
glass of Munich beer
As | slipped the beer I looked
around the room for the man of mys-
terry. Nobody paid the least attention
to me. Plenty of cigarettes were held
In the hand or the mouth, but none in
the cleft Of the left ear
The proprietress. a German woman
of an especial corpulence. dragged her
feshy body from table to table, and
finally anchored her bulk by my chair
You seem hot" she said in Ger
man. You must have been walking
too fast"
mo, have merely been out in this
atrocious sun"
German" she asked-at which
was delighted. for 1t proved that my
accent. acquired years before as a
student in Germany, was not yet too
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