human
Pleases you, eh? the English youth murmured.
gpt
Sorry, but it won't work out quite that way. No one will see us leave. That is, I hope not, for your sakes. This rear door--we're leaving that way. If we meet anybody, you will be wise to do nothing. Not a sign or a look. We will be with you, very close. You see these Commando knives? We spent hours sharpening them. Quite a scientific process, you know. And so effective. The blade goes in and up at a slant, just missing the backbone. The needle tip punctures the heart. Not too much, of course. They trained us thoroughly, you know. And--But why should I explain to you two? You know all about that sort of thing, of course. Death comes so slowly--and so frightfully painfully. Worse than a bullet in the stomach, they say. Of course, if that _has_ to happen, then my comrade and I will have to shoot whoever is in our way--collect our bits of evidence as quickly as we can--and run for it. I fancy we'll make it close enough to the woods to be reached by the others. I hope your other chaps will give us a decent funeral. We're Christians, you know. We're--
human
Enough, enough! von Staube got out in a strangled voice.
gpt
You do not need to paint the picture, you swine. We will do as you say. We are your prisoners. _Ja! Ja!_ Is not that plain enough?
human
I don't know. He spoke in German out of the corner of his mouth at Freddy.
gpt
I don't trust _any_ German. Why run the additional risks? Besides, taking them back to England simply means that our side will have to feed them. That's wasting good food. I'm all for--
human
No! Not that! We are your prisoners. We throw ourselves upon your mercy!