AUSABLE did not fit any description of a secret agent Fowler had ever read. Following him down the musty corridor of the gloomy French hotel where Ausable had a room, Fowler felt let down. It was a small room, on the sixth and top floor, and scarcely a setting for a romantic adventure.
Ausable was. for one thing. fat. Very fat. And then there was his accent. Though he spoke French and German passably, he had never altogether lost the American accent he had brought to Paris from Boston Twenty years ago.
"You are disappointed." Ausable said wheezily over his shoulder. "You were told that I was a secret agent, a spy, dealing in espionage and danger. You wished to meet me because you are a writer, young and romantic. You envisioned mysterious figures in the night, the crack of pistols, drugs in the wine.
"Instead, you have spent a dull evening in a French music hall with a sloppy fat man who, instead of having messages slipped into his hand by dark-eyed beauties, gets only a prosaic telephone call making an appointment in his room. You have been bored!" The fat man chuckled to himself as he unlocked the door of his room and stood aside to let his frustrated guest enter.
"You are disillusióned." Ausable told him. "But take cheer, my young friend. Presently you will see a paper. a quite important paper for which several men and women have risked their lives. come to me. Some day soon that paper may well affect the course of history. In that thought is drama, is there not?"
As he spoke, Ausable closed the door behind him. Then he switched on the light.
And as the light came on. Fowler had his first authentic thrill of the day. For halfway across the room, a small automatic pistol in his hand, stood a man.
Ausable blinked a few few times.
"Max." he wheezed. "you gave me quite a start. I thought you were in Berlin. What are you doing here in my room?"Max was slender, a little less than tall, with features that suggested slightly the crafty, pointed countenance of a fox. There was about him aside from the gun nothing especially menacing. २३तरनाक
"The report," he murmured. "The report that is being brought to you tonight concerning some new missiles. I thought I would take it from you. It will be safer in my hands than in yours."Ausable moved to an armchair and sat down heavily. "I'm going to raise the devil with the management this time, and you can betion it." he said griffy This is the secorid time in a month that somebody has got into my room through that nuisance of a balcony!" Fowler's eyes went to the single window of the room. It was an ordinary window,
against which now the night was pressing blackly. "Balcony?" Max said, with a rising inflection. "No. a passkey. I did not know about the balcony. It might have saved me some trouble had I known." नजर चिट
"It's not my balcony. Ausable said with extreme irritatiori. "It belongs to the next apartment." He glanced explanatorily at Fowler. "You see." he said, "this room used to be part of a large unit, and the next room through that door there used to be the living room. It had the balcony. which extends under my window now. You can get onto it from the empty room two doors down and somebody did. last month. The
management promised to block it off. But they haven't कारतापूर्वक Max glanced at Fowler, who was standing stiffly not far from Ausable. and waved the gun with a commanding gesture. "Please sit down." he said. "We have a wait of half an hour, I think.
"Thirty-one minutes." Ausable said moodily. The appointment was for twelve-thirty. I wish I knew how you learned about the report. Max.
The little spy smiled evilly. "And we wish we knew how your people got the report. But no harm has been done. I will get it back tonight. What is that? Who is at the door?"
Fowler jumped at the sudden knocking at the door. Ausable just smiled. "That will be the police," he said. "I thought that such an important paper as the one we are waiting for should have a little extra protection. I told them to check on me to make sure everything CERNET
was all right." काटा Max bit his lip nervously. The knocking was repeated.
"What will you do now, Max?" Ausable asked. "If I do not answer the door, they will enter anyway. The door is unlocked. And they will not hesitate to shoot."
Max's face was black with anger as he backed swiftly towards the window. He swung a leg over the sill. "Send them away!" he warned. "I will wait on chances!" the balcony. Send them away or I'll shoot and take my e balcony.
The knocking at the door became louder and a voice was raised. "Mr Ausable! Mr Ausable!"Keeping his body twisted so that his gun still covered the fat man and his guest the man at the window grasped the frame with his frez hand to support himself. Then he swung his other leg up and over the
The doorknob turned suury Max pushed with his left hand to free himself from the sill and drop to the balcony. And then, as he dropped he screamed once. shrilly
The door opened and a waiter stood there with a tray a bottle and two glasses "Here is the drink you ordered for when you returned he said and set the tray on the table deftly uficorked the bottle and left the room. आ
खला छ White faced. Fowler stared after him. "But he sam police.
हकला
There were no police Ausable sighed Only Henry whom I was expecting
But won't that man out on the balcony? Fowler began.
"No." said Ausable "he won't return. You see my young friend there is no balcony"
The end!!!!!