Evening star., 1938-12-24

valuable property in Giessen from
a Jew.
Involved by Denials.
Griebl didn't seem to realize how
badly he had incriminated himself
When he would get started on de-
mails, I let him go on denying, not
arguing with him, just interfering
him going And how he did involve
himself with his denials! But he,
too, like Rumrich and Voss and
some of the others, had that queer
Nazi complex of considering them
selves so superior to all others that
they couldn't comprehend how
obvious and silly and damaging their
statements were.
Besides, Griebl underestimated the
resources and ability of the F. B. I.
He obviously didn't dream of the
mass of evidence we were quietly
piling up against him as we back
tracked on his trail-evidence that
proved him absolutely to be the
master Nazi spy here as well as the
clearing house for Nazi propaganda
and other activities in this country.
Miss Kate Moog was much harder
to break. Other agents worked on
her while I was busy with Griebi.
She denied everything. She
laughed in their faces when they
asked her questions about Grlebls
spy activities He was no spy, she
declared. They we're a pack of
fools. They would get in trouble,
bothering a great man like DR..
Griebl. He would show them!
Finally I went to work at her, and
I got no further with her than the
other agents did. She laughed at
me, as she did at them, and taunted
me. so, DIR. Griebl wore you out
she jeered. Il told you that you
would get in trouble. I hope he
gave you piece of his mind, Mr..
Smart-Aleck Turrou!'
Leaped to Feet.
I let her go on. Then I said
quietly:
But, Fraulein, you are mistaken
DR.. Griebl has confessed. He has
told me everything"
She leaped to her feet, brilliant
eyes flashing.
THAT is lie!" she cried. at is
not true! DR.. Griebl would not"
She checked herself abruptly
Laughter came back. You think
you are smart, don't you?" she
taunted.
IF the doctor tells you to, Miss
Moog," I said, will you then talk?"
She halted abruptly.
why, certainly she said.
"All right" 1 said, and raised my
voice. Bring DR.. Griebl in I
called.
She swung round as the door
opened. Her eyes grew startlingly
wide as she saw Griebl, his head
hung in shame, brought in by an
agent One look was enough to
tell her the story. Her face began
to work, and suddenly she hid her
face in her hands and began to
| weep.
He hesitated a moment, then
stepped forward, put an arm
around her, and began to console
her. Everything will be all right"
he murmured. 1T will turn out
well. Compose yourself and don't
cry"
1T is not our fault" he shouted.
1T is that dumkopf, Schluter. Civ
ing girl like that-a hairdresser-
the codes and the letters. They
have found the letters and We are
lost"
What shall I do, Ignatz?' she
whimpered, and he again reached
up and put an arm around her
shoulders.
You might as we'll tell Mr.. Tur-
rou everything" he sighed. That
is best"
Corroborated Griebl's Story.
And, obediently, she sat down and
told story which, in most details
which she would know jointly with
Griebl, tailed fairly well with his
story.
Griebl was born in Wurzburg,
Germany, of a prominent, cultured
family there. He had two brothers
and sister. One brother, who re-
Gently died, was high in the min
iStry of labor in the Hitler cabi-
net and close personal friend of
DR.. Paul Joseph Goebbels, min
lister of propaganda in the Hit
Ter cabinet.
The sister is physician, active
in the Nazi party.
Griebl entered the army when