Glacier County chief. [volume] (Browning, Mont.) 1931-1940, 1940-09-27

slammed the door. Then he strobe
straight to the guardroom, and Ariel's
! frantic eyes saw him mounting the
shallow steps.
AS he came to their head. a guard
stopped him.
1T is Forbidden"
And there he saw the look upon
HerringS face. This was the glare of
the Prussian, having authority.
/ Forbidden" roared Herring in
German, raising a threatening fist.
Get out OF my way this instant. you
inSolent swine
The other started aside.
Pardon. sir. I did not"
] Herring passed in, lowering .
His eyes swept the Whitewashed
! place. No secret police were there-and
! door behind the barrier gave to a
| second room. Customs and guards
we're staring, and four or five harassed
tourists had turned about. At a desk
| two officials were looking up from
the glare which a shaded light was
casting onto a printed sheet.
ring.
| Nobody answered him, but one of the
two officials stepped to the barrier.
| Herring pushed a woman aside and
! made for the hatch. He motioned for
the Official to do the same. AS the
latter obeyed, frowning. Herrin G
Tipped open his jacket for half a
moment Of time. Then
/ Let me through" he spat. I've got
! to get through at once to WX."
Apologizlng profuSely, the other did
as he said-and followed Herring into
/ the inner room.
Herring went straight to the tele-
phone on the wall.
! Receiver in hand
} Priority VIZ" was all he said.
| Perhaps 20 seconds went by.
"WX," said someone.
/ Extension 90" said Herring.
! After moment or two
"Eullo." said another voice.
"ANel speaking" said Herring. rs
that You, Hans? Well, here I am on
the edge, Have you any more news?'
A receiver was violently replaced,
but Herring went affably on.
No, I didn't think you would.
Yes, we came very fast. That kid &.
But, my dear Hans, what a peach!
Too thln, OF course, but if could
have her while she'd soon fill out.
:" Herring burst out laughing.
OF course. if you-what?" His chin
went up, and he stood to attention
smartly clicking his heels. Good eve
nng s SIR f,I He bowed YES I'm al
t d SIR Yes honesty na eHiss tS aG
l could My, er, very attractive driver
has no idea. :. Yes. that's quite
clear
A drumming in Herring;s ear sug-
geSted that someone was ringing the
frontier post. Yes, know. But l
think that 1 shall be able. Well
i al all. goes Des,s well l thu. ;, put
him first. and then to pick up his
role and recover the stuff :. If may
say So sir, entirely agree . Quite
so. 1t gives me a free hand . Oh, I
ought TO be there in little over an
hour Il, beg your pardon No,
not the slightest idea >, The guards
walked into the place No, not for
long, sir. Your badge is a talisman."
The drumming was growing violent.
but Herring went steadily on. you're
terribly kind, sir . =. On, Ill deliver
the goods How soon? Oh, in two
minutes time. Half moment sir" He
thrust the documents into the others
hands, busy with rubber stamps.
Stamp these in here. 1 don't want
them seen outside. Quick as you can.
I've got to be off in two mniute-you
heard what I said" The official ran
for the door. Excuse me, sir. was
telling one of these boobies y
AS the door closed. Herring whipped
knife from his pocket and carefully
severed the wires, where these ran off
the plaster and under the wood. The
drumming stopped dead. Before the Of
ficial was back, Herring was speaking
again.
Yes, sir. that's quite understood
They're stamping them now :. Very
g9od. ST. sI -. you're very KIND Au'
He put the receiver back and turned
to the sweating official, busy with rub
MY God, aren't they ready yet?"
Almost, my lord. I told my men to
bring the car up to the door,
He pressed stamp on to the pass
and snatched at a pen; There. It Is
and folded the pass: then he gave this
and the passports into the outStretched
hand. II hope very much that your
lordship will overlook mean, in the
ordinary way, no cars are held up: but
doubtless your lordship knows that one
Fool" The official qualied before
the blast of contempt. Herring thrust
out his jaw and spoke through his
teeth. "Herring's over the border. One
of your breed let him through--with
a lorry of fruit. I've got to repair the
damage. I've got to go to Zurich and
do your work"
with that, he flung open the door
and lunged for the hatch. The other
followed, stammering. not knowing
what he said. He was preoccupied-
trying his best to remember when last
his men had cleared lorry of fruit.
The Lowland had been advanced to