"You'll know soon enough." Then he told her, hurriedly, that he
was going away. He'd come back to get her to promise to follow
him. He wasn't going to stay here and -
"And what?"
"And be drafted," he finished, rather lamely.
"Gus has a friend in a town on the Mexican border," he said. "He's
got maps of the country to Mexico City, and the Germans there fix
you up all right. I'll get rich down there and some day I'll send
for you? What's that?"
He darted to the window, faintly outlined by a distant street-lamp.
Three men were standing quietly outside the gate, and a fourth was
already in the garden, silently moving toward the house. She felt
Rudolph brush by her, and the trembling hand he laid on her arm.
"Now lie!" he whispered fiercely. "You haven't seen me. I haven't
been here to-night."
Then he was gone. She ran to the window. The other three men were
coming in, moving watchfully and slowly, and Rudolph was at Katie's
window, cursing. If she was a prisoner, so was Rudolph.
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