"'You have a mother, perhaps, at home, and some brothers, and you love them,' she continued.
"Again the Engineer nodded.
"'How many brothers have you?'
"'One, Madame.'
"'That is another bond of sympathy between us. I have one brother left.' All this time her eyes had been riveted on his, boring into his own as if she was trying to read his very thoughts.
"'Is he in danger like me, Madame?' asked the Engineer with a smile.
"'Yes, we all are; we live in danger. I have been brought up in it.'
"'But why should I be?' and he handed her the card with the black edge.
"'You are not,' she said, crumpling the card in her hand and slipping it into her dress. 'It was only a very cheap ruse of mine. I saw you at the next table and knew your nationality at once. You can help me, if you will, and you are the only one who can. You seemed to be sent to me. I thought it all out and determined what to do. You see how calm I am, and yet my hands have been icy cold waiting for you. I dared not hope you would really come until I saw you enter and speak to Polski. But you cannot stay here; you may be seen and I do not want you to be seen—not now. We Poles are watched night and day; someone may come in and you might have to tell who you are, and that must not be.' Then she added cautiously, her eyes fastened on his, 'Your passport—you have one, have you not?'
"'Yes, for all over Europe.'