He might not even ask you anything. They seem very relaxed about the whole show.But just watch,watch everything very closely, and then come back and tell me every detail. Romer yawned.I'm going to get some sleep now, if you don't mind.
Eva tried to doze herself but her brain was working too energetically. She felt also a strange excitement in her : this was new, more to the point, this was real-Dutch and British agents, a conspiracy with a German general-it was a far cry from losing shadows in princes Street.
At one o'clock she retraced her step up to Prenslo's main road to the Cafe'Backus,where she ordered lunch. Three other elderly couples were already installed in the veranda area,their meals well under way. Eva sat in the back, across from the double doors and ordered a full menu though she wasn't in the least hungry.
There was more bustle about the Cafe':cars were stopping for petrol and in the reflection of the windows. Eva could see the black and while barrier of the frontier rising and falling as cars and lorries passed to and fro.There was no sing of the two young men but when she went to the lavatory she noticed a black Mercedes-Benz now parked the Cafe' by the swins and the see-saw.
Then, just after she had ordered her dessert, a tall young man with receding hair in a tightly waisted dark suit came into the Cafe' and, after talking to the maitre d', went through the double doors into the meeting room.She wondered if this was Lt.Joos; he had not even glanced at her as he walked by.