‘that young Fraulein Hollmann.
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SYNOPSIS
In the period directly after the
war, Erich, Koster and Lenz, three
inseparable comrades, have opened
a small auto repair shop. They
build a phenomenally fast racing
car for their own use and one
evening have an impromptu race
with Franz Breuer, a profiteer and
one of the newly influential men in
Germany, With him is Patricia
Hollmann. Erich is sorely smitten
and though he resents her “friend”
Breuer, he takes her to dine. Ome
day the three comrades find their
taxicab half demolished. It is a.
warning from the revolutionaries
' to Lenz to discontinue his work in,
the patriotic group.
CHAPTER TWO
Sitting at the piano in Alfons’ bar,
Erich was happier than he’d ever been
in his whole life, Lenz had been right
about the flowers. Pat had accepted
them and forgiven him for his boor-
ishness. Not only that, she had men-
tioned, quite casually of course, that
she was not seeing Breuer any more.
Striking a chord he went on with
the magniticent lie he was concocting.
“And then,” he continued, guiltily
aware that he had never traveled fur-
ther than south Germany, “I batted
around the world on freighters, es-
pecially Couth America.” A fellow
had to tell a girl something. It made
him sound important. ‘“Let’s see.
There was Rio de Janiero and Buenos
Aireg—" jn
Lenz hailed them from the doorway
and strode over. “I've always wanted
to get away myself,” he jibed, “but
first there was school you know, then
the war. Hello Pat, Hello Munchau-
sen.” He turned, hearing Xoster's
voice. The two men drew aside.
| “Well,” Koster asked, “did you tell
Becker that you're through with the
party work?”
Lenz’ face twisted a little. “Yes, and
I've just put'a knife through my con-
science.”
Koster clapped his shoulder. “It’s
better this way. You'll see.”
A week went by and for Erich they
were days of thinking about Pat and
evenings of boating or singing or walk-
ing through the park with her. Then
one day she telephoned him. ' Someone
had given her two tickets for the opera
and Erich must act .as her escort.
There was a rowdy hour of dressing
that night as Koster and Lenz pinned,
tied and squeezed him into an old-
fashioned dress-suit. “Youll be all
right if you don’t dance,” Lenz said.
“Whatever you do, don’t try that.”
Sitting in’the nightclub with Pat after
the performance, Erich felt the blood
surge warmly within him. “You're like
a silver dream in that dress. You're
beautiful, Pat.”
She touched the frosted sleeves. “I
couldn’t afford it, really. It was my
last extravagance.”
Suddenly = Erich’s eyes darkened.
Franz Breuer had entered with a party
of friends and the place was buzzing
with whispers. At the next table some-
one was saying, “Breuer’s very fond of
And
it’s been a lucky thing for her too.
These fallen aristocrats haven't much
chance these days. He's a man of in-
fluence, you know. Political influence.
Germany is changing...”
And then Breuer was at the table.
‘How nice seeing you here, Pat. Dance
with me?”
“Pat’s tired,” Erich said belligerent-
ly.
Breuer’s voice had a nasty edge to
“You haven’t known her as long
as I have. Pat dances until dawn.”
Erich started, as Pat put her arm
through his. “You promised this dance
to me,” she said and they moved to
the floor. Cautiously, Erich circled
about. A drunken dancer behind him
laughed boisterously and jerked at his
coattails. Desperately, Erich strug-
gled to recover . His coat opened at
the seams.
Breuer’s voice rang out. ‘I've just
placed that coat. My grandfather was
buried in it.”
The place was now roaring with
laughter and suddenly Erich dropped
his hands away from her. What a fool
he'd been to think he could carry the
evening off. Humiliation swamped over
him. “It’s no good, Pat,” he said
hoarsely, “no good" at all. I'm mot—
I'm sorry, it’s no good.” Clenching his
teeth he ‘strode quickly to the door.
Outside, he made. straight for Al-
‘To the queries of Koster
and Lenz, he said, “At sharp midnight
I changed back from Cinderella into a
garage mechanic, that’s all.” Pat? She
was with Breuer.
“She’s
Well,
Lenz nodded disappointedly.
a rich man’s girl. I knew it.
what can Erich do?”
“He can get good and drunk,” Erich
said savagely, downing a stiff whiskey.
It was almost dawn as he moved un-
- steadily down the street. Then, reach-
ing his door, he fumbled for his key.
There was a small, indistinct sound
and a flash of gleaming silver.
“Pat, Pat. What
You're shiver-
He knelt down.
are you doing here?
ing.”
he crushed her close.
His arms were, around her and |
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FARER
She stirred in his embrace. “I be-
lieve I've been asleep.” Her eyes blink-
ed drowsily. “Erich, you got drunk
because you couldn't dance and you
ran away and left me and I don’t want
you ever to run away and leave me,
I'm much warmer now and this is a
lovely time of day.”
Erich looked at the dawn and knew
it was the most beautiful time in all
creation. “It's the edge of eternity,”
he whispered, “between day and night.”
She rubbed her cheek against his.
“Let’s stay right here forever. It's
what we were born into. It’s where
we belong.”
His lips found hers and held them a
long, long time. Then she smiled and
held his face in her hands and the sil-
ver dress was reflected in her eyes.
Suddenly she gave a stifled cough and
buried her head in his shoulder.
“You're cold,” Erich cried. ‘Let me
take you home.”
She looked at him again with that
special radiance. “Take me home?
But how? I am home.”
His breath caught. Then, without
a word, he swung her up in his arms
and opened the door ...
Spring budded into flower and burst
upon an enchanted world in a riot of
color and fragrance. Pat was sitting
in the repair shop one might, waiting
for Erich who was out with the taxi.
She sank back in the chair, her eyes
misty.
Out of all the maelstrom that had
beset a troubled world she and Erich
had managed to snatch some joy.
didn’t matter whether it would last or
not. That was the way of love. Once
it happened, it could go on forever, if
only as a memory. It was like im-
mortal music, never to be forgotten.
Koster looked up from a bashed
fender he was fixing. “Pat,” he said
abruptly, “let me give you Erich in a
nutshell. No, let me finish. Ability
to make a living better than average.
Honesty, ten per cent off for South
America but that leaves ninety. Spirit?
All there is.
She jumped up and moved around
restlessly. “Otto,
things I know.”
It
“Then why don’t you marry him?
Oh, I know he hasn’t asked you.; He's
scared. Why don’t you ask him?” No
answer, He hammered at the fender
viciously. “It’s each other you want,
Pat. Never mind ‘about anything else.
) Half the trouble in the world comes
from worrying about what might hap-
pen.”
Her lips quivered. He was opening
her mind, daring her to probe into
things best kept hidden. “Please don’t
talk about it Otto.”
He levelled the hammer at her. “I'll
tell you what's the matter with! you.
You're scared of suffering, scared of
joy because you're afraid you might
lose it. But youve got to think of
Erich now. You're being a coward,
you're being selfish.” '
“That's not true,” she said very
quietly. She looked away. “I told you
once I'd been very ill. I'm just patched
up now. It will come back)’ A cry
burst from her. “Otto, don’t let me
marry him. Erich would want a hap-
piness that could last. A home, chil-
dren—not a future that might vanish
any day.”
Koster grasped her elbows. “Live,
Pat. Take the gamble. Stake your
life against a love like yours and Er-
ich’s every time. You can only win.”
She whispered, “I'd have to tell
him—"
He shook her. “No. [That's part
of it. Don’t make him afraid. Just
make him happy. Play to the limit.
Aim at the stars.”
And so it happened that just a week
later, Alfons’ bar was closed to visi-
tors for the afternoon. The shades had
been drawn, the tables and chairs set
back against the walls.
Standing before the Burgomaster
with Pat, Erich was sure that there
had never been a finer place for a
wedding. . His heart thudded rapidly
as the ceremony began. “Dearly be-
loved . . .” Alfons wiping his eyes.
Koster and Lenz wearing still smiles.
The phonograph playing softly. Joined
hands. Now the ring. Trembling, he
you're telling me | gathered Pat in his arms and took the
sweetness of her lips.
Each day he made a
new discovery. About
Pat. About himself.
_| She cupped his face in her hands and
The Burgomaster was whispering
aggrievedly, “wait a minute. Now. I
pronounce you man and wife.”
Then everyone laughed and chatter-
ed a great deal to/cover up the senti-
mental tears and finally, with the
wedding luncheon eaten and the wed-
ding wine drunk it was time to leave
for their honeymoon destination.
At the door Koster stopped Erich
for a moment. “Remember the happy
life you were going to come back to
from the war? You're starting on it
now. We'll see to it. All four of us
will see to it.” :
Down the country road sped the
taxi, devouring the miles that led to
the little seaside resort. “What does
the meter read?” Erich asked.
“Three hundred and eighteen marks.”
She laughed delightedly. “But don’t
worry, I know the driver. He’s a hus-
band of mine.” Then she pointed eag-
erly. “Erich look. The sea. And there's
the hotel. Oh, it can’t be. It looks
just like the postcards.”
He twisted around to kiss her. ‘I'm
glad. I wouldn’t be able to bear all
this if it were real.” A
But if not reality, then the better to
dream. Dream in the cool green water,
dream under the moon and stars,
dream beneath the blazing sun. ' Erich
had thought he knew his world. But
that had been another place. Now,
each day he made a new and glorious
discovery. About Pat. About himself,
They were lying on the beach late one
evening and Erich said happily, “that
Burgomaster had such a nice way of
putting things. ‘For better or worse’
was one of his phrases. In whatsis
and whatsis, in sickness and health,
till death do us part.” She | turned
away from him and emptiness leaped
into his heart. “There, you see? I was
afraid of that. You're bored.”
She was facing him instantly. “Dar-
ling, I'm mot. Let’s talk.”
His face shadowed. “I don't know
anything about books or about music.”
She tweaked his ear. “I'll teach you.
it’s time you went to school.”
A sudden savage fury came over him
for that year he had lost. He could
show her a few things, how to keep
a machine gun from jamming and
prove why it’s better to’ shoot a man in
the stomach than the head. Then her
smoky blue eyes were full upon him
and it seemed as if a clean wind had
come up and blown all ugly things
away. “Oh Pat, I'll teach you things,
too. How to swim and drive and climb
mountains and—play tennis.”
© Her laugh caressed him.
how much you know?”
“You see
He rolled over and looked down into
her face. “But I never knew I did un-
til now. I thought I belonged to what's
dead and gone. I suddenly know I'm
said tinily, “but maybe I can’t learn
all those things. Maybe you're in id
with—a fragment.”
He drew her close. “A tovely frag.
ment, if ever there was one.”
“Oh Erich, I love you so,” she whis-
pered and gave him a kiss that was al
fire and flame.
Afterwards, he looked around dazed-
ly and said. ~ “I’ve just been kissed.
is east and west?” Then he rose and
began brushing off the sand. “Think
of it, Pat. Someday we'll have a silver
anniversary. Let's try to imagine th
scene. Our handsome son and heir
has left college and refused to go to
war. Thrown into jail for the rest of
his life—"
“Lift me up, Erich.”
He stooped and caught her SO that
she hung by her arms. “No darling,
turn your wrists the other way.”
erect. Her face twisted and sudds
she coughed. Weakly. Just on
Dropping to the ground she landed
a peculiar sprawl, resembling a run
ner’s crouch. aie
Erich burst into teasing laughter.
“The idea is to go up, not down. Al
right, Ill race you to the hotel. Gc
ahead, Pat.” But even as he spoke she
coughed again, put her hand to her
mouth and pitched forward. “Pat!”
What's the matter?” bg
Then the heavens seemed to spli
asunder and all the mighty gods of de.
struction descended. “Pat! Pat!” he
cried, springing to her side. He gaz d
| in horror. She was still and pale a
there on the fine, white sand, ‘spilled
the very life blood from her throat 3)
an ever widening pool.
. (Tragedy has suddenly darkened
Erich’s idyllic happiness. Pat’s ill-
ness is an unguessed blow to hi
Can he save the life that has b
come so dear to him? Don’t miss
next week's concluding install-
ment. : i
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