Cloak and Dagger Page #3

how are things in America, huh?

Excuse me.

Pardon me.

Would you mind terribly

if I sat down?

Oh, I see.

Our Gestapo friend has been pumping you.

He does that to everyone new around here.

Thank you.

My name is Andrew Wilson.

Mine's Ann Dawson.

You talk like an American.

I am.

You know, Fritz over there, he's not

very dangerous, but he's a frightful bore.

You better stay away

from him. Mr. Wilson?

Call for you,

Mr. Wilson.

Thank you. May I? Certainly.

- Wilson speaking.

- Listen carefully.

Don't say anything over

this phone you don't have to.

- Yes?

- Something must have got snafued.

You've run into a double play.

Why did-

that tootsie you're sitting with is one of

the slickest operators on the other side.

Knock down that brau, but not too fast,

and fade. Wait for me at home plate.

- Trouble?

- Nothing I can't handle.

We're in a jam.

They found out about you.

Somewhere along the line you

tipped them off. You made a mistake.

- I followed instructions to the letter.

- How did they kidnap Dr. Lodor?

What are you talking about?

I saw her this morning.

Between the time you saw her

and now, she disappeared.

She didn't walk out.

She was kidnapped.

I knew there was something up when

I saw that Dawson woman with you.

What have you been doing since the time

you hit the airport? Give me every move.

I came through the customs.

What did you say?

- Told them I was in watches.

- Nothing else?

No.

Go on.

At the barrier

there was a photographer.

He didn't look like the real article,

so I didn't let him snap my photo.

That's it.

That's your mistake.

We've been keeping away

from Lodor

When you didn't let him take your picture,

they knew you had a reason. So they trailed you.

That's how they knew you saw

Lodor. That's why they snatched her.

That's why

they put Dawson on you.

I thought I was being smart.

Forget it. How were you to know?

You're new at this business.

So they kidnapped her.

There's something

we can do about it.

Get the number of Dawsons room.

I'm getting ideas.

Meanwhile, let your acquaintance

with this Dawson woman develop.

Hello. Will you tell me the number

of Mrs. Dawsons room, please?

Uh, thank you.

No, you needn't call her.

You got a match? Yes,

sir. Here you are, sir.

Oh, don't bother, sir. I'll

pick them up for you. Thank you.

Hello. You're certainly prompt. Come in.

Won't you sit down?

Have a drink before dinner?

Thank you. I'll just get my wrap.

Never mind the wrap.

We'll skip dinner this evening.

Really? I have something I

would like to read to you.

Oh. Are you

writing me poetry?

In a way, yes.

This is a copy of a sonnet...

which will be dropped off at the

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