Night Train to Munich Page #4

said you'd have news of my father.

Your father? Never heard of

him. Somebody's pulling your leg.

"Only Love Can Lead the Way. " A tonic so far.

We give the tonic. You provide the "so far. "

Thank you, madam. Hey, don't go away.

I'm just going to tear off another number.

Then we'll have a talk.

I'm now going to sing the

sentimental song hit of the year.

They say the hand that rocks

the cradle rules the world...

but, believe me, it's songs

like this that fill it.

Are you -Are you sure

it was Gus Bennett they said?

- Yes, I'm certain.

- Your father's not in the song business?

- No.

- Well, it's beyond me. How did you lose him?

- He escaped.

- Escaped? You mean he's still at large?

- I-I mean, you haven't

seen him since? - No.

You see, I was in a concentration camp.

- Were you really? Where?

- Near Prague.

Prague.

- You here by yourself?

- Yes.

- Anyone know you're here?

- No.

- Would you like another one of these?

- No, thank you.

Alfie?

I don't understand it. It's extraordinary.

Well, it amounts to this.

You don't know my father...

you don't know anything about

him, and you can't help me.

Is that him?

Father!

Anna!

Here it is

- Brightbourne, a health resort.

But I hardly think that Herr

Bomasch is there for his health.

You notice across the bay

is the Dartland naval base.

Reports says he's been there

three times in the last week.

Probably conducting experiments, sir.

Precisely. We can't afford

to delay a moment longer.

There's another reason for haste.

Any day now, Poland may provoke us

into invading her in self-defense.

England will not stand by Poland.

We have the personal assurance

of Herr von Ribbentrop as to that.

Hmm. So I understand.

Nevertheless, instruct Fredericks that we

are putting arrangements in hand at once.

Very good, sir.

- Is the coffee ready?

- It won't be a minute.

Oh, hello.

- Hello there.

- Come to see Father?

No.

- Want some?

- Thank you.

- Where did you get that from?

- Post office stopped it.

- Why?

- I gave them instructions.

What have my private letters to do with you?

A postmark's a dangerous thing.

- This letter's to a friend of mine.

- British?

- No.

- Refugee?

I'm not going to be cross-examined.

I must remind you that the government pay me a

wage - small but regular- to look after your father.

It's obviously not small enough.

You don't suppose I'd write

to anybody I couldn't trust.

Why, if it wasn't for

Karl, I wouldn't be here.

What did you say?

- He escaped with me.

- But you never told me.

- I told my father.

- But not me.

If I didn't, it's simply because

Karl is an alien without a passport.

He was afraid he might be deported.

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