Stan grinned. He reached up and disconnected the wire leading to the instrument.
"They listen all the time," Hans said. "They watch everyone. There is more Gestapo than guards."
"Nice country to live in," Stan remarked.
O'Malley laughed and pulled the blankets up around his chin.
"Sure, an' it needs a bit o' cleaning up," he said.
Hans looked at him nervously. "You think the British and Americans come soon?" he asked.
"If they're later than next week, I'll be after speakin' to a few generals harsh-like," O'Malley answered.
"Perhaps not next week but soon," Stan said.
"I am not a party member. I will go back to my little farm near Pilsen," Hans said, "if it is permitted."
"It could be fixed that way," Stan said and smiled. "Silence is golden, but too much of it might make the Gestapo boys suspicious." He walked to the picture of Hitler and connected the microphone again.