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HE woke up. Cautious footsteps crunched over the rubble. He slipped noiselessly from under the covers. Elisabeth stirred and went on sleeping. Graeber peered under the canvas. It might be Pohlmann returning, but it might as easily be thieves or it might even be the Gestapo-they usually came at this hour. If it was the Gestapo he would have to try to intercept Pohlmann and keep him from returning to the house.
He saw two figure in front of him in the dark. As silently as possible he followed them. He was not wearing shoes. However, within a few yards he ran into a piece of wall so loose it toppled over at once. He crouched. One of the figures swung around. "Is someone there? " a voice asked. It was Pohlmann.