The Man with the Clubfoot by Valentine Williams
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broken a dozen better men than he and yet he dares to tell Anna Schratt
that ... that ..." She raised her voice hysterically, but broke off before she could finish the sentence. I saw she thought she had said too much. "He won't play that game with me," I said. Strength is the quality that every German, man, woman and child, respects, and strength alone. My safety depended on my showing this ignoble creature that I received orders from no one. "You know what he is. One runs the risk, one takes trouble, one is successful. Then he steps in and gathers the laurels. No, I am not going to wait for him." The hotel-keeper sprang to her feet, her faded face all ravaged by the shadow of a great fear. "You wouldn't dare!" she said. "I would," I retorted. "I've done my work and I'll report to head-quarters and to no one else!" My eyes fell upon the body. "Now, what are we going to do with this?" I said. "You must help me, Frau Schratt. This is serious. This must not be found here." She looked up at me in surprise. "That?" she said, and she kicked the body with her foot. "Oh, that will be all right with die Schratt! 'It must not be found here'" (she |
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