Von Brandisch snapped at the driver. “Keep your eyes on this girl,” and then, turning to the others, rapped out: “Well, what’s happened?”
“He’s gone into the château,” answered Schaffer nervously.
“You mean—you let him go in?” rasped von Brandisch.
“Yes, sir. I had no orders to the contrary. You said no one was to come out.”
Von Brandisch nearly choked. “Fool,” he muttered furiously.
“The place is surrounded,” put in the other officer. “No one can get out.”
“That’s something,” grunted von Brandisch. “All right. There’s no point in waiting. Keep the cordon intact, but search the château and arrest everyone in it.”
There was a general move towards the massive pile that loomed darkly against the night sky. Von Brandisch started up the drive alone, but changed his mind and came back to
