PARTISANIN DER LIEBE (PARTISAN OF LOVE)

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• Publication Date: January 20, 1952
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Von Tibor Revay
abz - Jan. 20, 19~~-n'0w
In March 1938, during the days when the Ggxman-Wehrhacht was
crossing the Austrian border, a noteworthy career was beginning in a
dim tavern in the Hungarian capital, Budapest.
This career led the actress Katalin Karady to the highest honors,
to wealth and favor among all the leaders of Hungary. It earned for her
the name of "Partisan of Love," until this name, in the last phase of
her glory, gave way to the epithet "Red Star of Budapest's Professional
Sky.
This career was inextricably bound up with the struggle and down-
fall of the old Hungary. It began with General Stefan Ujazaszi and
advanced into the secret game of the agents active in the separation of
Hungary from her allies during the waging of the war. This sensational
career ended in the black smoke curtain of burning Budapest, on which
the pitiless fire of the Russian artillery was falling, as well as in
the murky background of those events which delivered the forces of the
German General Friessner -- recently in the limelight again through
the proceedings involving the soldiers' unions (Soldatenb1nde ?) -- over
to the armies of Tolbuchin and Malinowsky and the Hungarian people to
Bolshevism. What role did Katalin Karady, who has recently fled west-
ward through the Iron Curtain, play in all these events? Her role
begins in Budapest with the words:
"Frgulein Katalin: Mademoiselle Katalin:" calls the headwaiter
into the "dry" lobby where the ladies are sitting. The "mademoiselle"
sounds somewhat ironical, but the girl with the halo of dark hair
framing her pale, symmetrical features didn't catch the undertone. She
rose, crushed out her cigarette: "Yes, Antal."
The headwaiter, somewhat conciliatory, says in hisofficial voice:
"Your presence is desired. ." and then, as she turns around, he bends
his head nearer and whispers: "An important man."
"I'll be right there," nods Katalin Karady. She takes out her
compact, looks in the mirror, and touches up her face a bit -- core from
habit than from necessity. Then flipping the compact back into her
purse, she swings smilingly into the loge at the left. At her entrance
the guest, a bread, stately mar, arises and with a smile utters the
correctly amiable "Serous . ." which he had learned at the Vienna
Neust9d.ter Military Academy, back before World War I. But his nex`---
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words stick in his throat as his gaze meets the blue-green flash
from the iridescent eyes of Katalin.
We are chronicling the year 1938. The eyes of Europe were then
turned toward little Austria. Adolf Hitler has summoned General von
Reichenau from the Olympics Committee in Cairo; General von Sohobert,
the commander of the Munich defenses, has been brought to Berlin, The
Austrian Chancellor receives alarming news from the border: rail com-
munications are halted, customs stations closed. What will happen?
The last news which Schuschnigg, as Austrian Chancellor, received
from outside, has come from his Consul General in Munich: The Munich
garrison has mobilized . . . target Austria',
And on March 11, 1938, Hitler gave orders to set in motion the
German Wehrmacht's "Plan Otto" . . . and the astonished dwellers along
the German "Autobahne" witnessed on these highways the first military
deployment of the German Wehrmacht since the re-introduction of com-
pulsory military service,
At 6 p.m. Chancellor Schuschnigg withdrew from office and handed
the government over to his successor, the attorney Seyss-Inquart. The
new chancellor ordered that the advancing German forces be greeted as
friends, From this hour Austria became part of the greater German
Reich.
But it was not Schuschnigg or Seyss-Inquart who drew the eyes of
Europe toward the events in Austria. In order tocbserve the first
military deployment of the German Wehrmacht, to witness the first mobi-
lization of the German Panzer divisions and motorized battle forces,
countless official, officious and . , secret observers hastened from
everywhere to Austria or her borders, They came to their cost, for
as the torchlight parade started in Vienna flickered out, because the
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German troops had not yet arrived, the news concerning the reasons for
the delay spread with lightning speed! What happened? The motorized
German war machine had, on this spring day of the year 1938, only
barely passed its first mobilization test. Despite perfect weather
and road conditions the columns came to a standstill almost in the
vicinity of Linz; the streets were blocked with stalled vehicles,
the motor artillery, after continuous accidents, couldn't move from
the spot, and the light Panzers (tanks) of General Guderian were
caught in the confusion, unable to free themselves, to move forward
under their own power.
Adolf Hitler foamed with rage over the failure of his military
apparatus; at this point the seeds were sown for his later quarrels
with his generals. For the parade in Vienna on Sunday, the 13th of
March, the tanks had to be towed through the streets . , it was the
only way they could get to Vienna in time. What opportunities for
the agents of all the armies to learn the strengths and weaknesses
of the German Wehrmacht!
As the best place to carry on espionage against Germany, the
Hungarian capital had at that time much to recommend it; Budapest, two
hours by railway from the border, bound by a thousand personal ties to
Vienna, was from that time on'the natural relay point for all the spies,
agents and observers, who were interested in the happenings in Germany.
Automatically followed the growth of the Hungarian espionage and
counter-espionage; now was the time to let a new net appear to be drawn
around the "secret front." Of course, such a net could not be woven
in the Leopoldstadt or in the St. Gellert Hotel or Margaret Island.
It must be contrived where the faceless men and the girls with false
faces fished in troubled waters . . . in the "Moulin Rouges" and the
"Texas Bars"'and even deeper down in the S6pardes and cellar dives
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on the side streets around the Bahnh8fe.
And here, on this historic day, in the lobby of a Budapest "Lokal"
between the Oktegon and Westbahnhof, began the career of the "Partisan
of Love"; for the man, who on this evening and from this day on is to
be under the spell of the blue-green eyes of Katalin Karady, in none
other than the colonel of the Hungarian Counter-espionage, Stefan
(Hungarian: Istvan) Ujszaszy;
Even after a few moments of being with him, Katalin Karady knew
that the guest had not come for the purpose of making her acquaintance
for a trifling adventure: For while she impatiently and somewhat at a
loss listened to his first gallant words, she understood something
else: this tough-blooded grown man blushed like a little boy when she
looked at him; he was embarrassed when their hands touched. Katalin
was experienced enough ..tb notice this and also experienced enough not
to call attention to it. But she thought uneasily: "What is this?
Does he want something or is he giving me the runaround?"
When she left the establishment late at night, or rather early in
the morning, to go to her room on Poszony =street . . . she had learned
what the guest wanted. They had conversed for hours; but then Colonel
Ujszaszy said: "You know what to do," and suddenly he stood up. "I
have told you everything. . . don't give me your answer now . . I'll
wait for you . ." And then he vanished as he had appeared, and Antal,
the headwaiter, was in the room, weasel-like and unobtrusive as ever, says
ab ing with that watchful energy: "You look pale, Katalin. . . go home
now. Colonel Ujszaszy already knows what he wants to know."
Then she knew that Antal was also a party to it.
When she reached her room on Poszony Street, she re-counted the
two hundred peng8 he had given her - a lot of money. She had said when
he offered it, "I already know what you want, but I don't want to be
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jittery with worry all the time, and I don't need your money. . ."
And the colonel tossed the money back . .
"You are a woman of great style," Ujszaazy said. A woman of great
style! no one had told her that before, what a fine sound it had!
Then came the real baits "You lack only a good start . . which I am
offering you!"
Nothing, nothing but a career . . wasn't that what she had always
wanted? Wasn't she truly a woman of great style?
In the exciting span of this moment, while the first sounds of the
awakening city came through the window from the street, a trite little
phrase hummed through the beautiful head of Katalin Karady ". . the
moment of decision!" She no longer thought of the colonel and his money;
the great thing was that the irregular life in these cabarets could come
to an end, that there was a chance for something beyond.
So on that day whem the face of Europe began to change, the little
Budapest night-club singer Katalin Karady began too to change her face.
It was truly a decisive moment when Katalin Karady, late in the after-
noon, left her room to seek the cabaret near the Westbahnhof. She didn't
have far to go, but she went first for a bit toward the Danube as far
as the Ketten Bridge, then turned to make her way through the bustling
traffic of Andrassy Street. She did ntt know in what straits she would
be taking the same route seven years later, forlshe did not know the
outcome of the affair. But she had decided to take the way offered,
to leave at last the notorious night-spots of the Hungarian capital,
where she had to sell her little songs for a few peng8......
The Budapest air in spring is soft as sill, both mild and exciting.
Slowly the soft dusk settled over the roofs; Andrassy Street teemed
with the evening crowds, seeking recreation in the cheerful waves of
idle promedaders. Katalin Kadady was aware of the glances of hungry-
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eyed young men, challenging glances, .such as lovely women encounter,
or accidental, almost furtive ones. This no longer bothered her;
since yesterday something new had been born in her. Burning ambition
drove her, hardness, resolution. . . she knew, even if Ujszaszy did
not come this evening, she was entering the place for the last time.
In a few minutes she stands before the Cafe Abbazia on the Oktogon.
Suddenly she gives a start, for she senses that she is being observed.
In confusion she looks for the source of this scrutiny. Automobiles
honk, streetcars clang, the red, blue and green neon signs blaze forth,
and all along Andrassy Street the yellow are lamps light up the dusk.
On the corner a monotonous voice calls out the nameaof the evening papers
. and from that direction someone is staring, unswervingly, without
moving. .
She leaves her place on the Oktogon and turns into the Ring.
Katalin breathes deeply the silky air, and stops again before a cafe.
Again she encounters the stare. . . and now the man shuffles nearer,
a thick-set, weatherbeaten figure with a coarse, hard face like a
clod, with intelligent, fanatic eyes .
She knows the man; it comes over her suddenly. But from where?
Fearfully she examines him more closely, while he slips nearer, and
as he passes he murmurs: "Servus, Katalin. . ."
She recognizes the voice; the dialect of the Seven Hills: It
is Laszlo Rajk, the bird of passage of the world revolution. . . how
did he get here? She takes a quick look, and then goes determinedly
forward and stands in front of the display-window of a drugstore. Like
a shadow the other stands near here
"Do you have any money, Katalin?"
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"Where have you come from?"
"Spain. ." murmurs the shadow. "R(kbczy Brigade." Spain .
Rdkdczy Brigade. , these mean. nothing to Katalin. But that here is
someone in flight, she knows with that alert sixth sense that is
shared by all the outcasts of this life. She reaches in her pocket,
where the two hundred peng8 she has got from Ujszaszy nestle.
"How far should it take you?"
"Moscow," whispers the shadow.
Moscow. . Katalin is startled; so that's it! But she hesitates
only an instant; she comes from the Siebenb(&rgen - the Seven Hills -
too, and in a split second the earnest money of the Hungarian Central
Security slides into the hand of the Communist leader who is sought
by that same Central Security agency.
On this day Katalin Karady for the first time began to know the
value of close-mouthed contacts. Ujszaszy later became the head of
the State Central Security (Staatssicherheitszentrale), and he pursued
this career as the bitter enemy of the Hungarian Leftist parties, by
whom he was known as the "best hated" man, because of his brutal third-
degree methods.
Laszlo Rajk was originally a gymnasium professor, who had left
his post because of his communist bent and had gone to Spain to fight
against Franco in the international "RMkdczy" Brigade. After the
defeat of the Reds and Francois victory Rank fled across Hungary to
Moscow, where he was schooled for later tasks in Hungary. And
Katalin, in the subsequent light of world events, was to meet up with
these "tasks."
But it was on this spring day in Budapest, withoutthe knowledge of
either, that these two men first entered into relation with each other,
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knowing each other only through hearsay. Seven years later, when they
came together again, each knew enough about the other before they had
dealings directly, and they knew to whom they owed this fact, for their
go-between was Katalin Karady. In truth, she is then no longer the
obscure girl from the We stbahnhof ; she is the great "Partisan' of Love,"
the designation under which the lovely Katalin will be known in the
history of the death struggle of the Crown of Stephen.
"You're an angel," says Rajk; his eyes glide over Katalin's figure
like any man's eyes. But she shakes her heads
"O.K., Laszlo, and so long, serous .. be careful!" She makes a
motion toward two policemen, patrolling their beat through Budapest
together. He feels the touc'z of her hand, small, dry, cool, and starts
to say something, but. is already wallowed up in the crush of people
and objects.
Someone jostles Katalin, she goes quickly, and. the darkness gets
deeper over the bend in the street as she cuts across. Then she hears
the brassy gypsy music from their "dens," and as she breathlessly enters
the "second, on the left," "he" is already there. Her heart poundso
if he only knew whom she had just met, she thinks, and at the same time,
If the other one only knew who was waiting for her this evening. . .
But she is decided, resolute, and when Ujszaszy smilingly asks,
"Have you thought it over?" she says, "Yes. . Yes."
Again Ujszaszy nods; he thinks he knows women, so he can nod,
he bends forward; and what the colonel outlines to the woman, what they
both discuss, calmly on hiart and hectically on hers, in her answering
dpeeches, no one knows and no one will ever know. For whether Ujszaszy
later in Siberia remembers these words, no one an judge; and surely
Katalin can have no interest in remembering this moment, in which her
"discovery" was planned.
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Later she became Ujazaezy's mistreas, but by that time the
colonel of 1938 has long been a general and the most powerful man in
Budapest, Katalin'e transformation comes about quickly; as-she leaves
the dubious establishment by the Westbahnhof for the last time, after
this talk, she has changed her name. Now she is known to the police
as Greta Varga
This debut of Greta Varga begins in the Honved barracks on the
Burgberg, a debut which into lead her to the heights of Budapest
society, until she rises as the red star in the professional heaven
of BoAshevist Hungary and is suddenly extinguished, Budapest eocie y
is still based on the old landed nobility, which rallies around the
legend ofthe Crown of Stephen. Alongside this, or rather in addition
to it, the merchant and manufacturing class, at the beginning of in-
dustrialization, had joined socially, their joined wealth bringing
needed relief to social affairs, For both these distinct `circles the
officer corps furnished.the shine and glitter, and anyone stemming
from this group was unquestioningly accepted into the beat society.
So it was a clever move to let the rise of Katalin Karady begin
from a Budapest officers' barracks. Her voice was neither extensive
in range nor trained, but it possessed such a timbre as was in favor
in the era between the two world ware in cabarets and talking movies,
for the first time
When she had sung a few songs/at an affair at the officers' club in
the Honved barracks, she was, so to speak, "discovered" over night by
the young Honved officers. Of a sudden no social gathering in Budapest
was complete without Katalin Karady. Cultivated, with an interesting
type of beauty, she was the hit of that light-hearted caf$ society,
whose characteristic instrument was the saxophone, Snobbish young
scions of magnates, pseudo-aristocratic nouveau riche and foreign
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the news, the secrets which meant the foundation of her new life.
She decided not to give herself cheaply; but she made her position
assured of the highest protection by several affaires du Coeur, taking
care that these liaisons were bruited about. Ujszaszy followed her
career from the background, but he felt himself neglected, even
almost forgotten, when Katalin at a party, made the acquaintance
of the owner of a Budapest theatrical publication. Bewitched by the
woman, this publisher introduced his Idolized one into the film world;
here she met the most renowned playwright of Budapest, Ludwig Zilahy,
and without hesitation she left the publisher. Now Ludwig Zilahy
became the second springboard of her career.
This gifted author, who has recently earned a great following in
the United States with his novel "The Dukays," wanted desperately to
secure the beautiful creature by his side forever. At heart he knew
she had no talent , for Katalin was not meant to be a great artist.
But when he made one of his best novels into a film scenario in which
Katalin Karady played the stellar role, he smoothed her path toward a
great future. For in this scenario there was a song which suited the
timbre of Katalin's voice, written for her by the composer Tibor
Polgar . . and with this song Katalin won over Budapest. Before
long all Hungary was singing this song, Now the gray to a radio career
was open; Zilahy's love had removed all obstacles from her path.
At the height of her fame, with wealth at her disposal such as
she had never dreamed of, the beautiful woman could have been satisfied
with the position to which chance, luck, ambition and love had brought
her. But the star of her destiny abruptly led her to the younger son
of Regent Horthy. . . and thereupon the lovely Hungarian unwittingly
entered upon the uncertain path of contemporary politics.
(To be continued)
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1. The Hungarian radio singer Katalin Karady is the focal point of
our series The Partisan of Love," in which ou* Hungarian authority
tells of the dual political activities of this woman, She was known
as the Hungarian Rita Hayworth" when she rose, under the Bolshevist
regime, to highest political honors. She owed her unique position in
the realm of Hungarian Soviet art to her activityas a partisan of
the Soviets, as will be related in our report, When the old Hungary
capitulated under the hail of the attacking Red Army's artillery,
Katalin Karady made history. Early this year she fled from Hungary;
did those in power want to do away with one who shared countless
underground-secrets? Her flight was madepossible, it is said, by the
help of Soviet Russian officers, for she succeeded in doing what hundreds
of others died in attempting: she crossed unharmed six kilometers of
mined and guarded territory of the no man'c land between Hungary and
Austria,
2. Budapest was known as one of the most beautiful cities of the world
by all those who knew the city before it was half destroyed in 1945,
The Danube dominates the picture of this sit;. Numerous stately buildings
on both banks gave the quays of the Danube the appearance of modern
Hungary. In our picture one is looking out from the Burgberg, bordered
by numerous baroque palajioes, toward the Parliament buildings (right)
and the famed Margaret Island (left), Today Budapest no longer belongs
to the circles of Western culture,
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Partisanin de Liebe (Partisan of Love)
Von Tibor Revay abz Jan. 27, 1952
Part 1 (continued)
In one of the mysterious night-spots by the Budapest Westbahnhof
the career of the actress and singer Katalin Karady began. When she
shortly before the start of the war became an agent of the Hungarian
Secret Service, this proved to be the real stepping stone to the. high
salons of politics. Suddenly Katalin Karady became the feted star of
Hungarian culture; artists, wealthy patrons of art, and the figures of
high European politics mingled in her salons. Karady became one of the
chief string-pullers of the underground politics which, from Moscow and
New York, undermined the Axis' conduct of the war. Into her charmed
circle came the leader of the Hungarian Counter ?Espionage Service,
Ujszaszy, the renowned novelist and playwright Ludwig Zilahy, and finally
the youngest son of the Hungarian Regent, Miklos (Nikolaus) von Horthy.
Another friend of hers, from her home district, was the Communist leader
Laszlo Rajk, whom she helped on his flight to Moscow with Ujszaszy's
money.
Indeed Nikolaus von Horthy the younger had little or no knowledge
of the ways of politics; for this very reason he was a perfect tool in
the hands of real politicians for aims of which he himself knew nothing.
Horthy the younger belonged to those young wastrels for whom the
Hungarian people had little use . . if one excepts the owners of night
clubs, where Horthy junior was in the habit of tossing money around
with a free hand. It is possible that Horthy knew the fair Katalin
from her days as a night club singer . it is quite possible; however,
there is no proof of this, for both have been silent about the origin
of their acquaintance, which possibly started in thatperiod before the
war when Horthy junior, because of numerous affairs, had temporarily
to leave the country.
Katalin for some time had no longer been living in the petit
bourgeois Poszony Street. Later she was to live in a villa on the
Pasareter Street in Buda; but at the time of this acquaintance she
had a fine apartment in the Hotel Ritz . . . two beautiful rooms with
bath, foyer and balcony, near the Danube, at forty-eight pengB per
day. When Ujszaszi learned of her acquaintance with young Horthy
he had her again put under observation, and it is from one of these
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observers that we get the description of the scene in the hotel pool,
which was later to prove to be most significant.
Budapest's high society used to rendezvous at the pool of the
St. Gellert Hotel. Ujszaszy's observer reported ..now Katalin Karady
climbs over the railing, poises on the edge over the deep water, and
takes a header. She is wearing a red bathing suit and cap and gleams
in the sunlight, in the blue water, the sparkling air; her face is
clear and young, her black hair shines and her black eyes glow.
Slowly she raises her arms with a wide movement . . . herbody swings
in a free arc into the water. A hundred pairs of eyes follow her, and
a great blue-green wave carries her through the water. . . the same wave
suddenly brings her into contact with a man. His arm touches, her
shoulder, she turns around, their heads are opposite each other. The
strange man speaks a few words, which coul4be an apology but which may
well be something else. Katalin is startled only for a moment, then
she nods imperceptibly and leaves the water at once. . " She lunches
with young Horthy by the pool, and in the afternoon they go to G8d8l18
and in the evening?
We are now in that short period in the year 1939, between Hitler's
march on Prague and the imminent warlike steps against Poland, with
all the world in a state of.nervous tension. Afterthe Munich conference,
which had decided the fate of the Sudetenland, Adolf Hitler was at the
peak of hissower. Exactly twenty years after the downfall of the
Kaiser's empire he had succeeded in doing what no German and none of
his opponents would have believed possible. Hitler had "brought home"
ten million Germans who lived outside the borders, and had thus forged
a great political power for the Reich . . forming a new threat to
the peace of Europe.
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Already by the twenty-first of October, 1938, the German Wehrmacht
had made the secret decision to be ready at any time to march against
Bohemia and Moravia. Now Hitler was waiting for a suitable opportunity,
when in March of 1939 a dissension in Internal politics in the rest
of Czechoslovakia put the trumps in his hand. On the 10th of March
the Czech State-President Haeha discharged the Slovakian Minister-
President Tiso. The latter went to Berlin and sought the protection
of the German Reich. Now Hacha was also invited to Berlin and here
persuaded to put his signature to a state treaty, which liquidated
Czechoslovakia and created the "Bohemian-Moravian Protectorate."
With thiinegotiation the question of war or peace in Europe was de-
cided; the great powers of the world backed away from Hitler, and from
London an extraordinarily active diplomatic furor was set in motion.
Thus Poland in July of 1939 received the British guarantee; on the
other hand, the Britxhsh-Russian negotiations had come to a standstill
in the middle of June . . . and at the same time the German-Russian
counter-moves had begun. Already by the 13th of April, on a Sunday,
Stalin had surprisingly appeared at the departure of the Japanese
Foreign Minister Matsuoka from the Kasan (?) Station in Moscow; he
had laid his arm across the shoulder of the German military attach4
von Krebs and uttered the words which were to become famous: "We'll
always remain friends, won't we?" So Europe became a powder-keg; the
smallest spark would suffice to set off the explosion. Suddenly on
the 15th of April the American President Roosevelt took a hand in
European events with a personal message to Hitler; when Hitler two
weeks later recalled the non-aggression pact with Poland, the fronts
of the coming conflict began to be defined. Between and through these
two fronts the news services (information services) of all the powers
began their secret game; the American Colonel Donovan dispatched an
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American security commission to Europe, and one of his most polished
agents appeared in that summer of 1939 at the pool of the Gellert
Hotel in Budapest, to pick up a "chance" acquaintanceship with Katalin
Karady.
From the balcony of the Danube side of the hotel one can see out
over the brightly-lit river. Lights on the Franz Josef Quay, lights
on the water. The Citadel and the Fischerbastei and the Coronation
Church gleam in the reflections. Yellow lights glow on the slopes
of Buda's hills. Suddenly there is a deep long-drawn-out whistle
from the water, and slowly and almost silently a lighted ship goes by.
Peace is still with us, the lights still burn in Europe. .
"Beautiful," says the visitor to the lady on the balcony. "Truly
beautiful."
"Yes, Budapest is a lovely city," answers Katalin Karady. There
is a slight impatience in her voice; surely this man didn't come here
to babble about the romantic beauty of the Hungarian capital.
The cigarettes of the two people gleam in the darkness, two small
red points from two motionless shadows.
"Almost like a stage-setting," remarks the visitor. He speaks
German, but not the soft German of the Hungarian, rather his accent
is strange and Anglo-Saxon.
"We all have a stage-set before us," answers the woman impatiently,
"and we hardly know when the scene will shift."
The visitor is silent for a moment; it is quite still, and one
hears from the roof the blasts of the jazz band. Then the two glowing
cigarette points draw nearer together; a chance passerby would think
that here was a pair of lovers . . . but it is indeed a strange sort
of lover's oath the pair have to communicate to each other.
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Noel Field Is the name ofthis mysterious visitor, who after the
meeting in the Gellert pool has also taken a room at the "Ritz."
Noel Field travels through Europe for the "Unitarian Service Com-
mittee," (The Unitarians form a sect who consider Christianity a
set of rules for living, without accepting Christian dogma. They
are organized chiefly in Englishrspeaking countries.) Secretary of
the Unitarian Committee, that is Field's official position; he took
the post when, in his middle thirties, he left the American "State
Department" (Foreign Office). Secretary of the Unitarian Committee-.
that is a post with far-reaching international connections, and this
circumstance has special significance for what Field is seeking. The
necessary trips, the connections, which.he undertakes, serve admirably
his true purposes Noel Field is the head contact man for the American
secret::service; he has begun to track down the intricate and invisible
lines of the Bolshevik underground work, in order to enlist agents among
the destitute emigrants all over the world, as well as to gether in-
formation concerning Soviet espionage.
Field did his work admirably. He has set up hi~headquarters in
Geneva; from here he directs his activities. Moscow is about to enter
into a pact with Hitler; agents are needed in all the countries which
presumably will take sides with Hitler or who k ow...the: