M. H. Hoyle Whaite

“ There was a terrible silence. With one eye he annihilated me, with the other he detained Bluteisen, who was sneaking off into the darkness. Then in a fury he hissed, "What are you? What are you doing here?"
With choking voice I blurted out the simple truth. "Sire," I said, "I have the honour to inform you that I am here to tune the Imperial piano."
I understand that I am to be shot at dawn to-morrow. So, thank heaven, is Bluteisen. ”

“ At length we arrived at a door deep underground, upon which Bluteisen knocked mysteriously. Receiving no answer he turned to me and said, "Push." I leaned hard upon the door, fell suddenly forward and stepped briskly into the room.
We were in total darkness save for a circle of green light at the further end of the apartment. In this circle was a desk, at which was seated a man writing. ”