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Matthews saluted and hurried away. Miller cleared his throat and clucked his tongue sadly.

"My heart bleeds for Captain Briggs and his broken slumbers," Mallory said acidly. "He's had more sleep in a day than I've had in the past week." He glanced at his watch and the heavy brows came down in a straight line over the tired, brown eyes. "We've no time to waste. Get him here at once. Understand? At once!"

He broke off and stared in amazement at the sight of the prisoner catapulting himself bodily across the room to crash into a distant corner, one arm up-curved in rigid defence, stark, unreasoning panic limned in every feature of his face. Slowly Stevens looked away, saw the triumphant grin on Andrea's face, the dawning comprehension in Brown's and Miller's. Suddenly he felt a complete fool Characteristically, Miller was the first to speak.

"Maybe he does," Mallory admitted. "A man doesn't spend ten minutes with his ear glued to a keyhole if he doesn't understand a word that's being said. Give Matthews a call, will you, Brown?"

"Eenglish? Eenglish?" Shoulders and upturned palms lifted in the age-old gesture of incomprehension. "Ka Eenglish!"

"You have a fixation about hotels, Corporal. This is a military establishment and these are army officers' billets."

"You have a fixation about hotels, Corporal. This is a military establishment and these are army officers' billets."

"I certainly don't," Mallory admitted. "Do you speak English?" he asked suddenly.

Mallory looked questioningly at Andrea. The giant shook his head.

"Do you speak English?" Mallory repeatea relentlessly.

"Good God, sir, you can't-"

"Kurdistan or Armenian, Captain, I think. But I don't understand it."

"Get Captain Briggs here, will you, Matthews?" he asked. "At once, please."

"Kurdistan or Armenian, Captain, I think. But I don't understand it."

Mallory looked questioningly at Andrea. The giant shook his head.

"You have a fixation about hotels, Corporal. This is a military establishment and these are army officers' billets."

"These hotels are all the same. The goin's-on-you'd never believe your eyes. Remember once I was at a convention in Cincinnati-"

Miller made to speak but changed his mind. The American was a shrewd judge of people. There were those who could be ribbed and those who could not be ribbed. An almost hopeless mission, Miller was quietly aware, and as vital as it was, in his opinion, suicidal; but he was beginning to understand why they'd picked this tough, sunburnt New Zealander to lead it.

Matthews saluted and hurried away. Miller cleared his throat and clucked his tongue sadly.

Black, hate-filled eyes glared back at him in silence. Andrea cuffed him again.

"I think this is a bit much, Captain Mallory!" The voice was high pitched in anger, more nasal than ever. "I'm not the duty errand-boy, you know. I've had a damned hard day and-"

"Do you speak English?" Mallory repeatea relentlessly.

"Get Captain Briggs here, will you, Matthews?" he asked. "At once, please."

Miller made to speak but changed his mind. The American was a shrewd judge of people. There were those who could be ribbed and those who could not be ribbed. An almost hopeless mission, Miller was quietly aware, and as vital as it was, in his opinion, suicidal; but he was beginning to understand why they'd picked this tough, sunburnt New Zealander to lead it.

"Good God, sir, you can't-"

"Waal, waal, whaddya know! Mebbe he does speaka da Eenglish after all."

Miller made to speak but changed his mind. The American was a shrewd judge of people. There were those who could be ribbed and those who could not be ribbed. An almost hopeless mission, Miller was quietly aware, and as vital as it was, in his opinion, suicidal; but he was beginning to understand why they'd picked this tough, sunburnt New Zealander to lead it.

"Maybe he doesn't and maybe he does," Mallory said evenly. "All we know is that he "has" been listening and that we can't take any chances. There are far too many lives at stake." His voice suddenly hardened, the eyes were grim and pitiless. "Andrea!"

Black, hate-filled eyes glared back at him in silence. Andrea cuffed him again.

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