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AHOF
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HONGKONG TELEGRAPH.
By Ernie
́OH, ISN'T HE WONDERFUL ?
December 14, 1940.
Bushmiller
LOOK HOW HE CAN WIGGLE HIS EARS!
OCT-30
--EANIE ZUSHMİN
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The Men Who Chattered Themselves To Death
By
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See huge apartment that must have To find it crowded. There were
; least three hundred people pre- quite early in the evening, com- vast majority appeared already drink. The note of hilarity 'was
el atmosphere struck him as being js: but remembering it was war- agd, and looked round for someone
hose "there were in uniform, in- his dark gray suit rendered him e knew this already, but the fact by the stares he saw directed-his- that went on. Evidently he was Suze, and if the white feather cam- y now been in fashion, he would
several of these favours.
gh a ruck of people, he noticed tuwards him. Whirhain was ever; here Was self-importance
gree.
you have turned up then."
by the martial air all round him. decidedly condescending Tiger. contented himself by nodding,
replied, "but don't worry about 4 right. Just wander round
slay; plenty of pretty wenches here Well-hope Pe a bit of fun.
ind away he went.
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THE POINT, Tigės could not have Cer- Mastenson why he had stayed.
1s poisonous a pericl as he could Agham had picked up this motley y quere lot. The women seemed son us in opportunity to kick clean men, for the greater part, were mixture was abominable. Sillt. for the life of him, he could not ble excuse for su prolonging the Mine was going to have his reward. ¿ing rage induced by the behaviour and him, the smoke-filled,' alcohol- the supercilious glances which stood now at the impromptu bar wearing ILA.F. uniform and the ners, discussing the war in very
by
ls conversation, had just re- ince, and what he was telling his Stand's hair stand on end: he poultion of his brigade, but spoke re of the guns in that particular
ore rellcent. He, apparently, was Southern Fighter Cominand. And Satch his companion in the matter
no longer; stepping forward, he he arm.
tie cald, "but do you think it wise fe are a lot of people about,' you
rushed up. Véry quickly Standishi was hemmed in by a crowd of tien, most of whom, probably because of his civil attire, were uninstakably hostile. He was not given a chance to explain-it was naturally assumed that he had committed a drunken assault upon an other wearing the King's uniforin and, with the stupidity of the mass mind, he was universally condemned.
What malignant hand snushed him down from behind with the aid of an simply bottle is not material; suffice it to say that he was smashed down, and that his lust re- maining impression was of being carried, head-first out of the room.
He recovered consciousness to And himself in very different surroundings. This empty barn-it it was a barn was entirely strange to him. He wondered in that flest waking moment why he felt so stiff, and then discovered that this rigidity was caused by ropes binding both his arins and his legs. He was very much like a trussed fowl. He did not care for the feeling and, pulling forth all his strength, he endeavoured to break free from his bonds. He was in the midst of convulsive wrigglings, which did not appear to have the slightest effect, when the door opened and two men entered. One wore the uniform of an RAF. officer, the other was a Major in the Gunners. The chatterers at the party. Well, he'd give them piece of his
nindi.
But before he could do any talking himself, the man who had flung wine into his face earlier that evening. walked up to him and gave him a violent kick.
"You fell into our trap too easily, Standish," he said; "it wasn't so exciting as had expected." He was spenk- ing not in Engilsh but in German. "My friend and I have been waiting to get hold of you for some time.“
Nazi.splest
Revolting as the knowledge was, he could not help feeling for these daring masqueraders a certain admiration. It must have required some nerve to have carried of this imposture,
"It was easy enough to pretend to be British officers," the sneering voice went on; "after all, both of us speak English very well, as you have heard, and thanks to the almost unbelievable folly of everyone in London talking war secrets at the top of their voices, we have been able to pick up a tremendous amount of valuable information. It was because we were out to collect some more that we spread the bait to-night at the party, sprat to catch a mackerel isn't that an English proverb?"
No reply came from Standish. He was too mortified he was not going?
to speak to begin with, and, sortunity of gloating.
to give these swine any further
The malignant voice went on.
"You have roughly about afteen minutes to live, Mr. Standish," it sald; "we shall be leaving you shortly, but before we go, there will be planted near you a crude but quite effective bomb inserted inside a cheap clock. This will give you the advantage of knowing precisely at what moment you
Fou will be blown to piety. German alleation deluil, you see-We Nazis leave nothing to chance,"
to
The speaker, the man who was masquerading as an Air Force officer, beckoned to his companion and the bogus Gunner Major walked towards him carrying what looked like an alarm clock of the cheaper variety,
"You have prepared it?" he was asked.
"Yes; in exactly Afteen minutes, as you have said. our fine friend here." motioning to the prisoner, "will be saying farewell to the British Intelligence Department!" As though to emphasise the statement, he stopped down and slapped the Englishmani neruss the check.
After placing the clock on an empty wooden ense by the side of the pile of sacks on which the prisoner had been thrown, the man in Air Force uniform and its con- pinion made their adieux.
"My compliments to Sir Harker Bellamy, were his final words. Then a door slammed, and Standish alone.
Was
No man in the prune of life, no matter how hazardous an existence he has lived, can view with any degree of equanimity the prospect of being laurled into eternity within a short space of tune. What is more, in ha par- ticular case, Tiger felt that if he himself had been con- sulted, he would have chosen a much less messy way of departure.
Be da
dared not let h thoughts travel beyond himself.
That way madness would He even in the short period that he had left, so, shutting but everything but the one-in-a- mulion chance that he had of getting free of his bonds, he began to exert all his strength again. But it was less; those damned ropes held him in slow
in fascinated horror he found himself looking at the white face of the cheap glock. It went tick-tuck with what scenied muldening quicknes. Tick-tock! Already live minuter had
passed: he hand how only nine more minutes to live! Nine minutes
With normal expecta- 1lor! he
feast another forty- three years of existence! Nine
For two or three seconds his
should have been sure will al almost went.
Then he started on the ropes again. Again it was use less, Exhausted by this time, he clenched his teeth and waited there was nothing else to be done.
Tick-tock! Only five minutes now! Five minutes... Sonin! He had fought with all his mentul strength, but the vision of his wife as he had last seen her returneri to add to his torment.
Tick-tock.
,
"I sye, do you know you've left this light unscreened?” The incongruity of that voice, belonging to someona be was unable to see, coming on top of his madlening thoughts, was no shattering that he burst into on hysterical laugh
"It's nothing to laugh at, let me tell you-people. Ilke you ought to have more sense, and the newspapers have warned you often enough. Jes' as though we Air Bald Wardens had nothing else to do but traipse round the coun- try lanes in the middle of the night. ... "Then the entirely complaining voice broke off to excian in an different tone: "Lor lummel Whatever's been 'appenin' cro?"
Now Tiger was able to see. Standing to the left of him looking down, was a short podgy man, dressed in an I-diting overcoat and wearing as a badge of his office an equally ill-ntting steel helmet on which was the illuminat- Jag letter "W. Altogether he bore an uncanny resem. hance to Strube's famous creation, "The Little Man."
Ile had in his right hand, a torch, and this he was shining full in Standish's-face.
gave him one of the dirtiest looks leur in the matter, lind ever reTick-tock. Tick-tock! Three minutes now..
his feet, he burst into a flood of what the blankety-blatik-blank And then, final insult of all, he. fung lts contents into his qites.
do this to Standish without pay- to hit a man who was partially id caught the fellow by the collar roceeding to shake him much after haking n.rat.
ame vory animated; not only did
upport his brother officer, join in, fed by the sound of the melee,
"Here, cur no loose! Got a knife-and-cut the lookal" He did not refer to the awful thing that threatened them both; dintraught as he was, he felt that the Air Raid Warden who had wandered in upon him so provkientially had already sufficient on his milnél.
coolness. Without The other displayed unexpected ranking any comment, he produced from his trousers pocket A serviceable-looking clasp knife, flicked back the bid
and went to work with praiseworthy alacrity..
Tick-tock! There was just one minute left.
Reach-
ing across, Tiger tore at the wire connecting the time- Juse, and rendered the devilish contraption harmless,
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