Agatha Christie - Passenger To Frankfurt by To Frankfurt (Uc) (Pg) (1970) P

Author:To Frankfurt (Uc) (Pg) (1970) P [P, To Frankfurt]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

whatever they were, disappeared in a way that somehow

reminded Stafford of lizards disappearing into the cracks of

wall. The golden-haired boys formed a new figure, their

Words flew out, they saluted their patroness, she bowed her

head in acknowledgment, their swords were sheathed and

they turned, permission given, to march out through the door

of the room. Her eyes followed them, then went first to

Renata, and then to Stafford Nye.

‘What do you think of them?’ she said. ‘My boys, my

youth corps, my children. Yes, my children. Have you a

word that can describe them?’

‘I think so,’ said Stafford Nye. ‘Magnificent.’ He spoke

Itfher as to Royalty. ‘Magnificent, ma’am.’ i ..”Ahl’ She bowed her head. She smiled, the wrinkles multilying all over her face. It made her look exactly like a

locodile.

‘A terrible woman, he thought, a terrible woman, imossible,

dramatic. Was any of this happening? He couldn’t

Clieve it was. What could this be but yet another festival

ilftil in which a production was being given.

The doors clashed open again. The yellow-haired band at the young supermen marched as before through it. This (iflBe they did not wield swords, instead they sang. Sang >Ah unusual beauty of tone and voice.

if After a good many years of pop music Stafford Nye felt

M incredulous pleasure. Trained voices, these. Not raucous

houting. Trained by masters of the singing art. Not allowed

to strain their vocal cords, to be off key. They might be

the new Heroes of a New World, but what they sang was

not new music. It was music he had heard before. An arrangement

of the Preislied, there must be a concealed orchestra

somewhere, he thought, in a gallery round the top of the

room. It was an arrangement or adaptation of various Wag-nenan themes. It passed from the Preislied to the distant ^hoes of the Rhine music.

The Elite Corps made once more a double lane where wnebody was expected to make an entrance. It was not e old Empress this time. She sat on her dais awaiting

whoever was coming.

And at last he came. The music changed as he came. It

hea^0^131^ motif which ^ n(yw Stafford Nye had got by

caU The melody of the Young Siegfried. Siegfried’s horn

ucw nslng up.in its Y0^ and its triumph, its mastery of a

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w world which the young Siegfried came to ^nrough the doorway, marching up bel 101

conquer.

between the lines

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