She said: "We are there. I can see the gates."
She slowed down; swung the car through the open white wooden-barred gates that led to the airstrip.
"As you see," said Rozanski softly. "The gates are open. We are expected. All is well."
The car same to a standstill outside the lean-to shed that had served as a camouflaged control in the old days. They sat in silence.
The door of the shed opened. A man came out with a lantern. He wore a peaked cap and an old uniform with brass buttons. He came up to the car, raised the lantern, looked at them.
He said: "Good morning, Madame... M'sieu.... We have been waiting for you. Have you the permits?"
Rozanski produced the two Military Movement Orders. He handed them to Ernestine. She gave them to the man with the lamp. He examined them carefully.
