The Forbidden Territory
“The American, with a lightness surprising in so large a man, tiptoed across the room.
The knocking came again, more persistently this time “What is it?” called Marie Lou, in an angry voice.
“Open!” cried a voice, in Russian. “Open in the name of the Soviets!”
De Richleau saw the iodine bottle, with its London label. He snatched it up quickly, and thrust it in his pocket.
“I am coming,” cried Marie Lou. “One moment, I must get some clothes. She began to undo the scarf at her neck, and at the same time held out her booted foot to the Duke. He understood, and quickly pulled off first one boot then the other.
“Open!” cried the voice again. “Do not delay.”
The Duke smiled at Marie Lou reassuringly, and held up his big automatic for her to see, then, like a shadow, he disappeared into the cupboard.
She arranged the curtain carefully, took a last look round, and ran to the door.
Two police officers, a civilian, and the kulak, Rakov, stood on the threshold. “What do you want?”
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