The noise in the piazza swelled134 to a general mad scream as the horses went round for the third and last time, with the surviving jockeys frantically135 beating their nags to make them overtake the riderless Bruco horse. They came past the finish in a shower of dirt, a maze136 of bobbing, straining heads and flailing137 jockeys' arms. The riderless horse, its eyes rolling redly, was still barely in front. "Brucol' screamed the warty man, leaping a couple of feet in the air. "Scossol Scossol Ha ha!" He turned to Jastrow with a maniacal139 laugh, and vividly140 gestured that the horse was drugged by pumping a huge imaginary hypodermic needle into his arm. "Bravissimo! WHOOI', He clattered141 down the narrow aisle143 to the track, ran on to the dirt, and vanished in the swarm144 boiling out of the seats and over the barriers. The track was full on the instant with people milling, yelling, waving arms, jumping and embracing in ecstasy145, shaking fists, clutching their heads, beating their breasts. Here and there in the mob were the bobbing Plumed146 heads of the horses. On the track before the judges' stand, a dozen white-shined young men were beating an unhelmeted jockey, on his knees in the dirt, holding up both arms in a plea for mercy. The jockey's face was welling bright blood. "My lord, what's going on there?" Jastrow quavered. "Somebody failed to doublecross , Byron said, "or else he triple crossed." "I suppose"-Jastrow put a trembling hand to his beard-"this is the part the archbishop warned us about. Perhaps we had better leave, and-" Byron slammed an arm across his chest. "Not now. Sit right where you are, sir, and don't move. You too, Natalie." A squad147 of young men, with yellow-and-green Caterpillar scarves around their necks, came driving through the mob straight for the judges' stand. They trampled up the benches past Jastrow, led by a pallid148 youngster streaming blood from his forehead. Byron held two protecting arms in front of the girl and Jastrow as the bloody-faced one seized the pole. The whole squad roared, cheered, and came thundering back down the benches with the banner. "Now!" Byron took the hands of the other two. "Come." The excited Sienese, as well as the tourists, were prudently149 making way for the triumphant150 Caterpillars151. Moving right behind them, with one arm around the girl and another around Jastrow, Byron got through the archway into the main lower street of the town. But here the mob eddied152 in behind the Palio and its triumphant escort and engulfed153 them, crushing uphill toward the cathedral. "Oh, Lord," Natalie said. "We're in for it now. Hang on to Aaron." "Dear me, I'm afraid I didn't bargain for this," gasped154 Jastrow, fumbling155 at his hat and his glasses with one hand. The other was pinned in Byron's grip. "My feet are scarcely touching the ground, Byron." "That's okay. Don't fight them, sir, just go along. At the first side street this jam will ease up. Take it easy-' A convulsive, panicky surge of the crowd at this momenttore the professor out of Byron's grasp. Behind them sounded the clatter142 of hoofs156 on stone, wild neighs and whinnies, and shouts of alarm. The crowd melted around Byron and Natalie, fleeing from a plunging158 horse. It was the winner, the Caterpillar animal. A brawny159 young man in green and yellow, his wig160 awry161 and sliding, was desperately163 trying to control the animal, but as it reared again, a Hailing front hoof157 caught him full in the face. He fell bloodied164 to the ground, and the horse was free. It danced, reared, and screamed, plunging forward, and the crowd shrank away. As Byron pulled Natalie into a doorway165 out of the retreating mob, Aaron Jastrow emerged in the clear street without his glasses, stumbled, and fell in the horse's path. Without a word to Natalie, Byron ran out into the street and snatched Jastrow's big yellow hat off his head. He waved the hat in the horse's face, crouching166, watching the hoofs. The creature neighed wildly, shied against a palazzo wall, stumbled and lost its footing, then recovered and reared, Hailing its forelegs at Byron, who waved the hat again, staying watchfully167 just out of range. The horse pranced168 about on two legs, rolling bloodshot mad eyes, foaming169 at the mouth. Half a dozen men in Caterpillar costumes now came running up the street, and four of them seized the reins, dragged the horse down, and began to quiet him. The others picked up their injured comrade. and People from the crowd darted170 out and helped Jastrow get up. Natalie ran to his side. Men surrounded Byron, slapping his shoulder shouting in Italian as he made his way to Jastrow. "Here's your hat, sir." "Oh, thank you, Byron. My glasses, you haven't seen them, have you? I suppose they're shattered. Well, I have another pair at the villa171." The professor was blinkin blindly, but he acted rather excited and cheerful. "Goodness, what a commotion172. What happened? I was pushed down, I guess. I heard a horse clattering173 about, but I couldn't see a thing." "He's all right," Natalie said to Byron, with a look straight into his eyes such as she had never before given him. "Thanks." "Dr. Jastrow, if you're not too shaken up," Byron said, taking his arm again, "we should go to the Caterpillar church for the thanksgiving service." "Oh, not at all," Jastrow laughed. The moment of action seemed to have cleared his nerves. "In for a penny in for a pound. I find all this rather exhilarating. On we go. just hang on to me a little better, Byron. You were a bit derelict there for a minute." A week or so later, Natalie and Byron were at work in the library, with a summer thunderstorm beating outside at the darkened windows. Byron, happening to look up from a map when lightning flashed, saw Natalie staring at him, her face sombre in the lamplight.
"Byron, have you ever been to Warsaw?" "No. Why?" 'Would you like to come there with me?" With great willpower, choking back his joy, Byron summoned up the opaque174 dull look With which he had resisted twenty years of his father's probings: "What would be the point?" "Well, it's probably worth seeing, don't you think? Slote even says it's rather old-world and gay. The thing is, Aaron's getting difficult about my trip. You know that. I could just tell him to go to hell, but I'd rather not." Byron had heard the discussions. In the aftermath of the Palio, on learning how close he had come to getting injured or killed, Jastrow was having a spell of nerves. The American consul175 in Florence had come up after the Palio for a visit; following that, Jastrow's glum176 mood had worsened. He kept insisting that the Foreign Service was getting worried over the Polish situation, and that Natalie's proposed trip was now too risky177. Byron said, "Would my going make a difference?" "Yes. You know what Aaron calls you behind your back now? That golden lad. He can't get over what you did at the Palio." "You exaggerated it." "I did not. You showed striking presence of mind. I was impressed, and so was Aaron when he found out. The horse might have killed him. If I can tell him you're coming, I bet he'll stop grumbling178." "Your friend Slote might take a dim view of my showing up with you. Natalie said with a grim little smile, "I'll handle Leslie Slote. All right?" "I'll think about it," Byron said. "If you need money, I'll be glad to lend you some." "Oh, I've got money. As a matter of fact, Natalie, there's not all that much to think about. I guess I'll come along. With Jastrow off in Greece, this will be a dismal180 place." "Bless your heart." She gave him a delighted smile. "We'll have fun. I'll see to that." 'What happens after Warsaw?" Byron said. "Will you come back here?" "I guess so, if the consul doesn't persuade Aaron to go home meantime. He's really working on him. And you, Briny?" "Well, maybe I will too," Byron said. 'I'm at loose ends."That night at dinner, when he heard the news, Dr. Jastrow ordered up a bottle of champagne181. "Byron, I can't tell you what a load you've taken off my mind! This headstrong girl doesn't know how wild and backward Poland is. I do. From what my relatives write me, it hasn't improved one iota182 since I left there forty-five years ago. And the situation really is unstable183. The villain184 with the mustache is making nasty noises, and we must look for the worst. However, there's bound to be some warning. My mind is much more at ease now. You're a capable young man." "You talk as though I were some kind of idiot," Natalie said, sipping185 champagne. "You are a girl. It's something you have trouble remembering. You were that way as a child, climbing trees and fighting boys. Well, I'll be here alone, then. But I won't mind that." 'Won't you be in Greece, sir?" Byron said. "I'm not so sure." Jastrow smiled at their puzzled looks. "It's some clumsiness about my passport. I let it lapse186, and not being native-born, but naturalized through my father's naturalization, it turns out there's a bit of red tape involved in renewing it. Especially since I haven't been back in nine years. The problem may or may not be unravelled187 by the end of August. If it isn't, I'll just take the trip next spring." "That's something you should certainly straighten out," Byron said. . "Oh, of course. These things used to be simple, the consul says. But since the flood of refugees from Hitler began, the rules have tightened188 up. Well, Briny, so you and Natalie will be off to Warsaw in a few weeks! I couldn't be more pleased and I'm sure she can use a chaperone." "Go climb a tree, Aaron," Natalie said, turning pink, and her uncle laughed at her, his first wholehearted laugh in a week. "I hope you'll manage to meet my cousin Berel," Jastrow said to Byron. "I haven't seen him since I left Poland, but we've usually exchanged three or four 'letters a year. Presence of mind has always been his strong point, too." Pamela drove Commander Henry and her father to SwinemondeThe train would have been faster, but Henry wanted to see the countryside and the small towns, and the Englishman was more than agreeable. One could almost get to like Germans, he said, if one stayed out of the cities. Pug was appalled189 at the girl's driving. She chauffeured190 the rented Mercedes around Berlin in docile191 conformity192 to the lights and the speed laws, but once on the autobahn she rocketed the needle to one hundred fifty kilometers an hour. Tudsbury chatted over the wind roar, paying little attention to the scenery blurring193 past.
He now thought there might be no war. The British were dealing194 seriously at last with the Russians about a military alliance. They were starting to Turn out airplanes so much faster that regaining195 air parity196, which they had lost in 1936, was in sight. Their pledge to Poland showed Hitler that this time Chamberlain meant business. The Nazi Party in Danzig had quieted down. Mussolini had flatly told Hitler (so Tudsbury's inside information had it) that he was not ready to fight. The correspondent foresaw respite198 of two or three years, during which the alarmed democracieswouldrearmfast(a) er than the Germans possibly could. The cornered dictator would eventually either fall, or start a war and be crushed, or very likely get assassinated199. "I can't understand why somebody hasn't shot him long ago, the way he shows himself. He bears a charm," Tudsbury shouted, as the car careered out on the two-lane road to pass a long line of thundering trucks full of new gray-painted army tanks. Pug Henry clutched at an armrest, for another truck was approaching head on, swelling200 like a balloon; it went by in a howl and a screech201 half a second after Pamela whisked into her own lane between two trucks, brushing hair off her forehead with one relaxed little hand. "But the charm is based on success. It may lapse once he stops moving ahead. He's murdered a lot of people on the way up. They all have relatives." Commander Grohke came to meet them at the base gate in a small car, which Tudsbury could barely squeeze into. Pamela roared off to a hotel, and Grohke took the two men for a long tour, by car and on foot, through the Swinemonde yard. It was a gray afternoon, with low black clouds threatening rain. The dank east wind off the Baltic felt pleasantly cool after the sultriness of Berlin. The flat, sandy, bleak202 seacoast base was much like New London, Victor Henry thought. If one ignored flags and signs, in fact, the naval203 facilities of big powers were hard to tell apart. They were all in the same business, imitating the British navy, which had first brought the industrial age to war at sea. The low black U-boats tied in clusters to the long piers204 or resting on blocks in dry docks; the smell of tar18, hot metal, and seawater; the slow clank and screech of overhead cranes; the blaze of welding torches, the ratite of riveters; the flat or curved sections of steel, painted with yellow or red primer, swinging through the air; the gigantic open sheds; the mounds205 of piping, cables, timbers, and Oil drums; the swarms206 of grease-blackened cheerful men in dirty coveralls, Italy, goggles207, and hard hats; the half-finished hulls208 propped210 with timbers on rails slanting211 into dirty water-he might have been in Japan, France, or the United States. The differences that counted, the crucial numbers and performance characteristics, were not discernable. He could see that the Germans were not changing the classic double hull209 of a submarine, and that, like the Americans, they were doing more welding. He would have liked to apply his pocket tape to a steel pressure hull section. The plate seemed thinner than in American submarines(measure) . if is were, the U-boats could probably not dive quite as deep, unless the Germans had developed a remarkably212 strong new alloy213. But on such a visit one used one's eye, not a camera or a tape measure.
A low sun broke out under the gray clouds, and the car cast an elongated214 shadow when Grohke stopped near the entrance gate at a dry dock where a U-boat rested on blocks. From one side of the dock a gangway with rails, and from the other a precarious215 long plank, slanted216 down to the submarine's deck. "Well, that's the tour," said Grohke. "This is my flagship. Since I cannot have you aboard, Tudsbury, much as I would like to, I suppose we all part company here." Henry picked up his cue from the German's smile. "Look, let's not stand on ceremony. If I can come aboard I'll come and Tudsbury won't." "Good God, yes," said the Englishman. "I've no business here any way. The U-boat commander spread his hands. "I don't want to drive a wedge in Anglo-American friendship." A whistle blasted as they spoke, and workmen came trooping off the boats and docks, and o,ut of the sheds. The road to the gate was soon thronged with them. They came boiling out of the U-boat, up the gangway. "The old navy yard hazard," Henry said. "Run for your life at five o'clock, or they'll trample51 you to death." Grohke laughed. 'All civilians217 are the same." Tudsbury said, "Well, in my next broadcast I'll have to say that the U-boat command is humming like damn all. I hope they'll take notice in London." "Just tell them what you saw." Grohke shook his hand through the car window. "We want to be friends. We know you have the greatest navy in the world. These silly little boats can do a lot of damage for their size, that's all. One of my officers will drive you to your hotel." Since workmen were jamming the gangway, Grohke grinned at Henry, and pointed a thumb toward the plank on the other side of the dock. Pug nodded. The German with a gesture invited him to go first. It was a very long drop, something like seventy feet, to the greasy219 puddles220 in the concrete dock. Pug made his way around the rim179 and walked down the shaky paint-spotted plank, trying to look easier than he felt. Stolid eyes of side boys in white watched from below. As he set foot on deck, they snapped to attention. Grohke stepped off the raiding plank with a laugh. "Well done, for two old blokes." looked much like an American submarine, but the cleanliness, polish, and order were unusual. A United States ship in dry dock, with civilian218 workmen aboard, soon became squalid and dirty. No doubt Grohke had ordered a cleanup for the American visitor, which Pug appreciated, being himself a spit-and-polish tyrant221. Even so, he had to adimre the German display. The diesels222 looked as though they had never turned over, their red paint and brass fittings were unsullied by a grease spot, and the batteries seemed fresh from the factory. Thesailors were starched223 pretty fellows, almost a crew for a nautical224 musical comedy. As for the U-boat design, when you took the essential spaces and machines of a war vessel225 and stuffed them into the sausage casing of one long tube, the result was the same in any country: change the instrument legends to English, move the captain's cabin from port to starboard, add two feet to the wardroom, alter a few valve installations, and you were in the Grayling. 'Smells pretty good," he said, as they passed the tiny galley226, where cooks in white were preparing dinner and somehow managing to perspire227 neatly228. Grohke looked at him over his shoulder. You wouldn't care to eat aboard? It's awfully229 cramped230, but these chaps don't eat too badly." Pug had a dinner appointment with the Tudsburys, but he said at once, "I'd be delighted." So he dined elbow to elbow with the captain and officers of the U-boat in the narrow wardroom. He enjoyed it. He was more at home here than in his silk-walled dining room in Berlin. The four young officers were thin-lipped, ruddy, blond, shy; like Americans in their features, but with a different look around the eyes, more intense and wary231. They sat silent at first, but soon warmed to the American's compliments about the boat, and the joking of Grohke, who got into an excellent mood over the food and wine. Stories passed about the stupidity and laziness of navy yard workmen. One of Pug's best yarns232, an incident of crossed-up toilet plumbing233 on the West Virginia, brought uproarious laughter. He had noticed before the German taste for bathroom humor. The officers told tales, which they considered comic, of their early training: first about the cleaning of latrines, then of electric shocks to which they had had to submit without flinching234 while their reactions were filmed; exposure to cold and heat past the point of collapse235; knee bends until they dropped; the "Valley of Death" cross-country run up and down hillsides, wearing seventy-pound loads and gas masks. An officer emerged the better, they said, from such ordeals236. Only Grohke disagreed. That Prussian sadism was old-fashioned, he asserted. In war at sea, initiative was more important than the blind submission237 that the ordeals implanted. "The Americans have the right idea," he said, either because he sensed that Pug was shocked, or out of maverick238 conviction. Tbev feasted on cabbage soup, boiled fresh salmon239, roast pork, potato dumplings, and gooseberry torten. Obviously Grohke had ordered up this banquet on the chance that Pug might stay. Streaks240 of red sunset showed through the black rain clouds when Henry and Grohke I it the submarine. On the dock me crewm e so en, naked except for trunks, were wrestling inside a cheering circle, on gray mats laid over the crane tracks. Henry had seen everywhere this love of young Germans for hard horseplay. They were like healthy pups, and these U-boat men looked stronger and healthier than American sailors. "So, Henry, I suppose you join your English friend now?" "Not if you have any better ideas." The German slapped him on the shoulder. "Good! Come along."They drove out through the gate. "Damn quiet after five o'clock," said Pug. "Oh, yes. Dead. Always." Pug lit a cigarette. "I understand the British are working two and three shifts now in their yards." Grohke gave him an odd look. "I guess they make up for lost time." A couple of miles from the base, amid green fields near the water, they drove into rows of wooden cottages. "Here's where my daughter lives," Grohke said, ringing a doorbell. A fresh-faced young blonde woman opened the door. Three children, recognizing Grohke's ring, ran and pounced242 on the paper-wrapped hard candies he handed out. The husband was at sea on maneuvers243. On an upright piano in the tiny parlor244 stood his picture: young, long-jawed, blond, stern. "It's good Paul is at sea," Grohke said. "He thinks I spoil the kids," and he proceeded to toss them and romp245 with them until they lost their bashfulness in the presence of the American, and ran around laughing and shrieking246. The mother tried to press coffee and cake on the guests, but Grohke stopped her. )t "The commander is busy. I just wanted to see the children. Now we go. As they got into the car, looking back at a window where three little faces peered out at him, he said: "It's not much of a house. Not like your mansion247 in the Grunewald! It's just a cracker248 box. The German pay scale isn't like the American. I thought you'd be interested to see how they live. He's a good U-boat officer and they're happy. He'll have a command in two years. Right away, if there's war. But there won't be war. Not now." "I hope not." 'I know. There is not going to be war over Poland-So? Back to Swinemonde?" 'I guess so." As they drove into the small coastal249 town, Pug said, "Say, I could stand a beer. How about you? Is there a good place?" 'Now you're talking! There's nothing fancy, not in this boring town, but I can take you where the officers hang out. Isn't Tudsbury expecting you?" "He'll survive." "Yes. Englishmen are good at that." Grohke laughed with transparent pleasure at keeping the American naval attache from the famous correspondent. Young men in turtleneck sweaters and rough jackets sat at long tables in the dark, smoky, timbered cellar, bellowing250 a song to concertina accompaniment played by a strolling fat man in a leather apron251. "Jesus Christ, I have drunk a lot of beer in this place, Henry," said Grohke. They sat at a small side table under an amber197 lamp. Pug showed Men pictures of Warren,Byron, and Madeline. After a couple of beers, he told of his worry over Warren's involvement with an older woman. Grohke chuckled252. "Well, the things I did when I was a young buck253! The main thing is, he'll be an aviator254. Not as good as a submariner, but the next best thing, ha ha! He looks like a smart lad. He'll settle down." Pug joined in a song he recognized. He had no ear and sang badly off-key. This struck Grohke as hilarious255. "I swear to God, Victor," he said, wiping his eyes after a fit of laughter, 'could anything be crazier than all this talk of war? I tell you, if you left it to the navy fellows on both sides it could never happen. We're all decent fellows, we understand each other, we all want the same things out of life. It's the politicians. Hitler is a great man and Roosevelt is a great man, but they've both been getting some damn lousy advice. But there's one good thing. Adolf Hitler is smarter than all the politicians. There's not going to be any war over Poland." He drained his thick glass stein and banged it to attract a passing barmaid. 'Geben Sie gut256 Acht auf den2 Osten," he said, winking257 and dropping his voice. "Watch the east! There's something doing in the east." The barmaid clacked on the table two foaming steins from clusters in her hands. Grohke drank and passed the back of his hand over his mouth. 'Suppose I tell you that I heard the Fuhrer hinnelf address the senior U-boat command and tell them there would be no war? You want to report that back to Washington? Go ahead, it happens to be true. You think he'll start a war against England with seventy-four operational U-boats? When we have three hundred, that'll be a different story, and then England will think twice about making trouble. And in eighteen months, that's exactly what we'll have. Meantime watch the east." "Watch the ?" Victor Henry said in a wondering tone. Aha, you're a little curious? I have a brother in the foreign ministry258. Watch the east! We're not going to be fighting, Henry, not this year, I promise you. So what the hell? We live one year at a time, no? Come on, I have a tin ear like you, but we'll sing!" Victor Henry sat with his old portable typewriter on his knees, in the rosewood-panelled library. The magnificent antique desk was too high for comfortable typing; and anyway, the machine scratched the red leather top. It was not yet four in the morning, but the stars were gone, blue day showed in the garden, and birds sang. White paper, yellow paper, and carbons lay raggedly259 around him. The room was cloudy with smoke. He had been typing since midnight. He stopped, yawning. In the kitchen he found a cold chicken breast, which he ate with a glass of milk while he heated a third pot of coffee. He returned to the library, gathered up the top white pages of his report to the Office of Naval Intelligence, and began reading.
COMBAT READINESS OF NAZI GERMANY An Appraisal260 Nazi Germany is a very peculiar36 country. The contradictions strike the observer as soon as he arrives. The old Germany is still here, the medieval buildings, the quaint22 country costumes, the clean big cities, the order, the good nature, the neatness, the "thoroughness," the beautiful scenery, the fine-looking people, especially the children. However, there is an extra layer of something new and different: the Nazi regime. It's all over the face of this old country like a rash. How deep it goes is a serious question. The Nazis have certainly put up a highly patriotic261, colorful, and warlike facade. The swastika flags, new buildings, marching battalions262, Hitler Youth, torchlight parades and such are all very striking. But what is behind the facade Is there a strong potential for war-making, or is it mainly political propaganda and bluff263? this report gives the first impressions of an officer who has been in Germany four weeks, and has been digging for facts. It is common knowledge that since 1933 Germany has been frankly264 and even boastfully rearming. Even before the Hitler regime, however, the army surreptitiously armed and trained in violation265 of the Versailles Treaty, with Bolshevik help. Once the Nazis took power, though the Russian contact was dropped, the rearming speeded up and became open. Nevertheless, twenty years ago this nation was disarmed266. Seven years ago it was still helpless compared to the Allies. The question is, to what extent has that gap been closed by Hitler? Building a modern combat force is a big-scale industrial process. It takes material, manpower, and time, no matter what vaunting claims political leaders make. Two preliminary and interesting conclusions emerge from the facts this observer has been able to gather. ( z ) Nazi Germany has not closed the gap sufficiently267 to embark268 on a war with England and France. (2) The regime is not making an all-out effort to close the gap. The next five pages contained ten-year figures-contradicting many intelligence reports he had read-d German factory production, of the expansion of industry, and of the output of machines and materials. He drew heavily on his own reading and inquiries269. He presented comparisons of French, British, and German gross national products and of strength on land, sea, and in the air, during this decade. These numbers indicated -as he marshalled them-that Germany remained inferior in every aspect of war-making, except for her air force; and that she was not pushing her industrial plant very hard to catch up. Contrary to popular opinion all over the world, there was no feverish270 piling of arms. This emerged by a comparison of plant capacity and output figures. He described in passing the desolate271 peace that fell over the Swinemonde navy yard at the usual quitting time. There was not even a second shift for constructing U-boats, the key to German sea warfare272. He argued that the edge in the air would rapidly melt away with the present British speedup in making airplanes and buying them from the United States. As to land war, the swarminguniforms in the city streets were quite a show; but the figures proved that France alone could put a larger, longer trained, and better equipped army in the field. On a U-boat, passing through the squadron's tiny flag office, he had seen scrawled273 on the outside of a mimeographed report some figures and abbreviations that he thought meant: operational, 5z-at sea, 6; in port, 40, overhaul274, 5. These figures met the intelligence evaluations275 of the British and the French. Grohke had claimed seventy-four operational boats, a predictable overestimate276 when talking big to a foreign intelligence officer. But even exaggerating, Grohke had not gone as high as a hundred. Fifty U-boats were almost certainly the undersea strength of Nazi Germany, give or take five, with perhaps only thirteen under construction. In 1918 alone Germany had lost more than a hundred U-boats. Then came the crucial paragraph, which he had typed with many pauses, and which he anxiously read over and over. What follows gets into prognostication, and so may be judged frivolous277 or journalistic. However, the impression that this observer has formed points so strongly to a single possibility, that it seems necessary to record the judgment20. All the evidence indicates to me that Adolf Hitler is at this time negotiating a military alliance with the Soviet278 union. Arguing in support of his idea, Victor Henry alluded279 to the Rapallo Treaty of 1922, when the Bolsheviks and the Germans had stunned280 a European economic conference by suddenly going off and making a separate deal of broad scope. He pointed out that the present German ambassador in Moscow, Schulenburg, was a Rapallo man. Litvinov, Russia's Jewish pro9-Western foreign minister, had recently fallen. Hitler in two speeches had left out his usual attacks on Bolshevism. A Russo-German trade agreement had been in the news, but suddenly the papers had dropped all mention of it. He cited, too, the remark of a man high in the U-boat command, 'Watch the east. Something's happening in the east. I have a brother in the foreign ministry." And he cited Hitler's pledge to the U-boat officers that there would be no war over Poland. None of this, he acknowledged, added up to hard intelligence, nor did it impress the professionals at the embassy. There were always, they said, rumors281 of theatrical282 surprises. They insisted on sticking to basic facts. The Nazi movement was built on fear and hate of Bolshevism and a pledge to destroy it. The whole dieme of Mein Kampf was conquest of "living room" for Germany in the southeast provinces of Russia. A military reconciliation283 between the two systems was unthinkable. Hitler would never propose it. If he did, Stalin, assuming that it was a trick, would never accept it. The words Henry had encountered most often were "fantasy" and "melodrama284." He maintained, nevertheless, that the move not only made sense, but was inevitable285. Hitlerwas far out on a limb in his threats against Poland. A dictator could not back down. Yet his combat readiness for a world war was marginal. Probably to avoid alarming the people, he had not even put his country on a war production basis, contrary to all the lurid286 blustering287 propaganda of "cannon288 instea ugh talk of Nazi pro of butter." Despite this to politicians and newspapers, the man in the street did not want a war, and Hitler knew that. A Russian alliance was a way out of the dilemma289. If Russia gave the Germans a free hand in Poland, the English guarantee would become meaningless. Neither the French nor the British could possibly come to Poland's aid in time to avert290 a quick conquest. Therefore the Poles would not fight. They would yield the city of Danzig and the extraterritorial road across the Polish corridor, which was all Hitler was demanding. Maybe later, as in the case of Czechoslovakia, he would move in and take the rest of Poland, but not now. Victor Henry argued that the sudden reversal of alliances was an old European stratagem291, especially characteristic of German and Russian diplomacy292. He described many instances, fresh from his heavy history reading. He pointed out that Hitler himself had come to power in the first place through a sharp reversal of political lines, a deal with his worst enemy, Franz von Papen. Fully78 clothed, he fell asleep on the red leather couch, with the report and two carbon copies tucked inside his shirt, after shredding293 the sheets of carbon paper into the wastebasket. His slumber294 was restless and brief. When his eyes popped wide open again, the sun was sending weak red rays through the treetops. He showered, dressed, read the report again, and walked five miles from the Grunewald to the Wilhelmstrasse, turning the document over in his mind. Compared to Tollever's reports, which he had studied, it was a presumptuous295 discussion of grand strategy, far beyond his competence296 and his position; the sort of "Drew Pearson column" against which the Met of Naval Operations himself had warned him. On the other hand, it seemed to him factual. He had already sent in a number of technical reports like Kip's papers. He intended to write one on Swinemonde. Combat Readiness of Nazi Germany was a jump into the dark. In War College seminars, instructors297 had poked298 rude fun at "global masterminding" by officers below flag rank. The question was, now that the paper was written, should he send it or forget it? Pug Henry had written and later destroyed many such documents. He had a continuing tendency to reach beyond routine. The result Could be good or disastrous299. His unsolicited memorandum300 on the battleship blisters301 had knocked him out of overdue302 sea duty and landed him in Berlin. That report, at least, had been within his professional sphere as an ordnance303 man. In diplomacy and grand strategy he was a naive newcomer. Colonel Forrest knew Germany well and he had waved aside Henry's suggestion as nonsense. Pug had ventured to talk to the charge d'affaires, whose only comment had been a subtle smile. A Foreign Service courier was flying to England at 10 A.M to board the New York-boundQueen Mary. The document could be on C.N.O's desk in a week. Henry arrived at the embassy still undecided, with not much more than a half hour in which to make up his mind. Except for Rhoda, there was nobody whose advice he could ask. Rhoda liked to sleep late. If he called her now he would probably wake her, and even then he could scarcely describe the report on the German telephone. But would Rhoda in any case offer a judgment worth having? He thought not. It was up to him-the courier, or the burn basket. He sat at his desk in the high-ceilinged, cluttered304 office, sipping coffee, looking out across Hermann Goering Strasse at Hitler's monumental new chancellery of pink marble. The sentry305 guards were changing: eight helmeted black-clad heavy SS men marching up, eight others marching away to a drum and LIFE. Through the open Windows he heard the ritual orders in shrill306 German, the squeal307 of the LIFE, the scraping tramp of the big black boots. Victor Henry decided that his job was intelligence, and that for better or worse this report told truly what he had seen so far in Nazi Germany. He hunted up the courier and gave him the document for urgent delivery to the OfEce of Naval Intelligence. Admiral Preble read Combat Readiness of Nazi Germany a week later, and sent one page of extracts to the President. The Nazisoviet pact308 broke on the world on the twenty-second of August, as one of the most stunning309 surprises in all history. On the twenty-fourth Preble received the page back in an envelope from the White House. The President had scrawled at the bottom, in strong thick pen strokes in black ink: Let me have V. Henry's service record. FDR The announcement of the pact shrieked310 at Byron and Natalie from the news placards in the Rome airport. They had set out from Siena before dawn in an old Renault, and while the whole world was chattering311 about the astounding312 news, they had innocently driven down along the Apennines in golden Italian sunlight, mid43 old mountain towns, wild airy gorges313, and green valleys where peasants worked their fields. With Natalie Jastrow at his side for a three-week journey that was only starting, Byron was in the highest of spirits, until he saw the bulletins. He had never found a European airport so busy or so noisy. Gesticulating travellers were besieging314 the reservation desks, nearly everybody was either walking fast or running, and sweaty porters wheeling heaps of luggage were snarling315 at passengers and at each other. The loudspeaker never stopped its thunderous echoing drivel. At the first kiosk, he bought a sheaf of papers. The Italian papers shrilled316 that this great diplomatic coup138 by the this had ended the war danger. The headlines of the Paris and London newspapers were big, black, and frightened. The German press giggled317 coarse delight in tall red block letters. The front page of a Swiss newspaper caricatured Hitler and Goering in Russian blouses and fur hats, squatting318 and kicking out their boots, to the music of a concertina played by Stalin in an SS uniform. Across a Belgian front page, the stark319 headline was 1914?
in a crowded, buzzing airport restaurant, while they ate a hasty lunch of cannelloni and cold white wine, Natalie astonished him by talking of going on. To proceed into a country that might soon be invaded by Germans struck Byron as almost mad. But Natalie argued that the tourists milling in the airport were mere320 sheep. If a sudden political change could panic them, they had no right to be in Europe. She had stayed in Paris through the Munich crisis. Half of her American friends had fled, and later had straggled back-those who had not felt too silly. There was always less danger than most people thought. Even in a war, an American passport spelled safety. She wanted to see Poland. She wanted to see Leslie Slote and had given him her promise. She would be in and out of Poland in three weeks. The world wasn't going to end in three weeks. It did not cheer Byron to perceive how much she really wanted to rejoin Slote. Since the Palio, he had hoped that she was warming to himself. The girl had been downright affectionate during the second Palio, which they had watched without Jastrow, and at one point in the evening -when they were well into a third botdc of Soave at dinner after the race -she had remarked that it was too bad he wasn't a few years older, and a Jew. "My mother would take to you, Briny," she had said. "My troubles would be over. You have good manners. You must have lovely parents. Leslie Slote is nothing but an ambitious, self-centered dog. I'm not even sure he loves me. He and I just fell in a hole." But now she was on her way to her lover, and a political explosion that had staggered Europe made no difference to her. By now he knew something of her rash streak241. Climbing on mountainsides or ruins, Natalie Jastrow took unladylike chances. She leaped gaps, she teetered along narrow ledges321, she scrambled322 up bare rocks, careless alike of her modesty323 and her neck. She was a strong, surefooted girl, and a little too pleased with herself about it. He sat slouched in his chair, contemplating324 her across the red and white checked cloth, the dirty dishes, the empty wineglasses. The Alitalia plane was departing for Zagreb on the first leg of their flight in little more than an hour. She stared back, her lips pushed out in a wry162 pout325. Her dark gray travelling suit was sharply tailored over her pretty bosom326. She wore a black crushable hat and a white shirt. Her ringless fingers beat on the cloth. "Look," she said, "I can well understand that for you it's no longer a gay excursion. So I'll go on by myself." 'I suggest you telephone Slote first. Ask him if you should come." Natalie drummed her fingers. "Nonsense, I'll never get a call through to Warsaw today." "Try." "All right," she snapped. "Where are the damned telephones?" The long-distance office was mobbed. Two switchboard girls were shouting, plugging,unplugging, scrawling327, waving their hands, and wiping sweat from their brows. Byron cut through the crowd, pulling Natalie by the hand. When she gave the operator a number in Warsaw, the girl's sad huge brown eyes widened. "Signorina-Warsaw? Why don't you ask me to ring President Roosevelt? It's twelve hours' delay to Warsaw." "That's the number of the American embassy there," Byron said, smiling at her, "and it's life and death." He had an odd thin-lipped smile, half-melancholy, half-gay, and the Italian girl warmed to it as to an offered bunch of violets. "American embassy? I can try." She plugged, rang, argued in German and Italian, made faces at the mouthpiece, and argued some more. "Urgent, emergency," she kept shouting. This went on for ten minutes or more, While Byron smoked and Natalie paced and kept looking at her watch. With a surprised look, the operator all at once nodded violently, pointing to a booth. Natalie stayed inside a long time, and came out red-faced and scowling328. "We were cut off before we finished. I'm choking to death. Let's get some air." Byron brought her out into the terminal. "He got angry with me. He told me I was insane. The diplomats329 are burning their papers.... It was an awfully good connection. He might have been around the corner." "I'm sorry, Natalie, but it's what I expected. yp "He said I should get the hell out of Italy and go straight home, with or without Aaron. Is that what you'd have told me?" She turned on him. 'I'm so hot! Buy me a lemonade or something." They sat at a little table outside an airport cafe. She said, "Let's see the plane tickets." "I'm sure we can get refunds330." He handed her the envelope. She extracted her ticket and gave the envelope back. "You get a refund331. They burned papers before Munich too. England and France will fold up now just the way they did then. Imagine a world war over Danzig! Who the hell knows where Danzig is? Who cares?" "Natalie, that embassy will be swamped. You won't see much of him." "Well, if he's too busy for me, I'll do my sightseeing alone. My family lived in Warsaw for years. I still have relatives there. I want to see it. I'm on my way and I'm not turning back." The girl looked in her pocketbook mirror and jammed her hat further down on her head. "It must be about time for me to check in." He held out his hand. "Give me the ticket. I'll check both of us in while you have your lemonade." She brightened, but looked suspicious. "Are you sure you want to go?
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247 mansion | |
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262 battalions | |
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265 violation | |
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277 frivolous | |
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278 Soviet | |
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283 reconciliation | |
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284 melodrama | |
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285 inevitable | |
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286 lurid | |
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288 cannon | |
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290 avert | |
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292 diplomacy | |
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293 shredding | |
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295 presumptuous | |
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298 poked | |
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299 disastrous | |
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300 memorandum | |
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326 bosom | |
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327 scrawling | |
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