human
Donnerwetter! he exclaimed under his breath, as he flashed his torch upon the paper for a second.
gpt
I thought so; here is evidence enough for an execution.
human
What is it, mein herr?
gpt
Do you see that?
human
Ja! ja! replied the other as he strained his eyes in the attempt to decipher the handwriting on the half-burnt sheet.
gpt
But I cannot understand it, for it is in a foreign language.
human
It is part of a small fragment of an envelope, and the writing, which is in English, is certainly almost undecipherable, but I can distinguish the letters ’...eane’.
gpt
Ach, Himmel! That is Keane! replied Strauss.
human
He is one of the aerial police, is he not?
gpt
You are right, Fritz. This letter was addressed through the English post to Captain Keane, one of Tempest’s best men, if not indeed his most brilliant ’brain-wave,’
human
Donner und blitzen! Then he has come here to search for the _Scorpion_, and the aerodrome.
gpt
Yes, but look, he only left London a few hours ago, for here is the London postmark in the corner, bearing yesterday’s date.
human
And his companion? Who is he?
gpt
It must be that other scout pilot, Sharpe; they work together. But, mark my word, Friedrich Strauss, they are mistaken if they think to find an easy victim in Professor Rudolf Weissmann. I’ll teach them to track me like a murderer through the Schwarzwald. They have come to the Black Forest, and here they shall stay.