A few minutes later, Gloria knocked timidly at the door and entered. The manager smiled at the deliberately chosen angora sweater that re- vealed everything, the extremely tight skirt, but the absolutely terrified attitude of the girl. “So, my little rabbit. Do not be afraid. That man is gone for good. Now how can we apologize to you. Not that you weren't a naughty girl—” He admonished her with upraised finger. "But perhaps you didn't understand the situation. Now I have some good news for you." He smiled inwardly at her instantly brightened countenance. “Just this morning I received a call from Berlin. They need another girl there. So, run back to your room, my little pigeon, and pack-for you're on your way at last." He smiled very gently at her. Gloria seemed overjoyed for she jumped up and pressing herself very tightly against him, kissed him soundly, then ran excitedly from the room. The poor fool! he thought as he finished the list of records that would be carried across the border from France to Germany. They had never had trouble with the authorities before on this trip-he ex- pected none now.

There wasn't any either. Gloria was momentarily annoyed to find she was not traveling alone, but kept up an appearance of the highest spirits as she traveled with another of the anonymous looking dark men who frequented "La Discotheque." Besides, she had been unin- tentionally given a glimpse of the all-important third leg of the trip. Once she had puzzled out the structure of the terminal end, the whole operation was open. She lapsed into silence after her initial tries to flirt with her companion and guard failed.

"Der Musischen Katzen"-the Musical cats was styled somewhat the same as the other two places with a few peculiarly German accents -the German appetite for beer had to be appeased as well as the desire for dancing, and Gloria found that some of the girls were waitresses as well as "disk-girls." Also, as was typical of many of the German night- clubs, there was a telephone on each table that through a central switch- board could be used to reach another table. All else was basically the same. Except Frau Zimmer.

Before she had been there for an hour, Gloria was told that Frau Zimmer was Elsa Koch's older, meaner sister, had found that all the girls were virtual captives there, being allowed outside only with Frau Zimmer. "And once in a while," a grave-eyed young miss told her, "she even comes here and takes one of us with her to her room-and and-" The look of disgust on her face spoke volumes. Gloria patted her on the shoulder. "Thanks for the warning. I'll do my best to stay clear of her."

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