Evening star., 1927-11-27
IH r. spy W. NJ By Llewellyn Hughes
Constantly Facing Death, He Grew Bolder an

! In a side room he picked up a speak
| ing tube.
.Hauptmann Nolte." he commanded,
/ That officer, making his appearance.
almost filled the doorway as he stood
| there in salute. He was huge man,
! known as the most brilliant onlcer on
| Won Rogge's staff.
| His greeting of Won kedor was char
acteristically brusque.
How did you get back?" he asked
by airplane."
so, What consideration-did they
| require-for that courtesy
They expect me to return
| "You-or Favieres?'
Won Kedor smiled. Il mean Favi'
ereS."
You convinced them-you were
worlinC-in their INTEREST,"
"PoSitively"
Good. Let me see-these plans
you have brought"
A moment later Gen. Won Rogge
again spoke into the tube, requesting
Col. Schafer and Lieut.. Col. Waldho-
fer to report to him at once.
The conference lasted half an hour;
then Won Rogge rose. Herr Lieut.
nant," he said, permit me to con.
graduate you. And nova glass of
wine to your health. There is a friend
OF yours in the next room. / am sure
she will be glad to see YOU again."
In the dining room behind Fraulein
Munter-a brunette of three and twen-
ty, possessed of a lively, vivid beauty
hung the imperial flag of Germany
"Ah, Leutnant Won Kedor!" The
actress extended a white, symmetrical
arm across the table. Calamity he
raised her fingers to his lips.
And 1rbera bavo NoJ hoon yoI ha n
boy" she demanded. touching his arm
playfully.
Does that mean you have missed
me?"
She pouted Il insist on being told
instantly. Is it a Secret-or a rival?'
Both" he replied enigma tically.
THAT means a rival" Her eyes
danced ominously.
Then YOU have missed me-"
Il shall not tell YOU"
Gen Baron Won Rocge called for
silence. Rising. he proposed the
health of the Berlin favorite, F'raulein
Munter. 1t was riotously drunk, and
she made a pert little speech in reply.
Then, owing to an arranged theater
party, the dinner came to an end. The
unexplained withdrawal of Won Rogge
and Capt. Nolte reduced that party to
four. Their places were taken by Won
Kedor and an artillery captainl named
Boettger.
Claire Munter attracted consider
able attention as she entered the box.
She bowed to several acquaintances.
all officers. The women she ignored.
Won kedor, too, nodded here and
there. But it was not until the close
of the first act that he returned the
recognition of a ma ior of the 47th In
fantry Brigade lean, pale. bespec-
tacled fellow in the stalls near the far
aisle. This officer, bored with the
play. left during the first interms
sion.
WHEN the curtain fell on the close
of the second act. Won Kedor,
obtaining Fraulein hunters permis-
sion, strolled into the bar and from
there went outside and casually
crossed over to the Cafe Madrid.
Sitting at one of the tables, he or
dered brandy. A tall. bespectacled
man hailed him. Won kedor rose and
clicked his heels.
Isle sehen gut aus" complimented
Maj. Bertram.
ia, I'm pretty fit. thanks. And
YOU"
Blood pressure normal" was the
answer. Then, in most bored man
ner he said, well. how goes the enc
my?"
"The Yanks look formidable" Won
Kedor replied carelessly. They've got
over million men in the field against
us-already."
What of the Canadians-the Brit
ish?"
Stronger than ever. Masses of new
artillery"
I'm afraid, Won Kedor" Maj. Ber.
tram's expression was wry.
"Yes--so am J." Both officers nod
ded agreement of thought. But ]
think we've got a good chance of