He left me, and I never saw him again.

It was then about eight o'clock, and as the time passed and he did not return and midnight grew nearer, I began to feel very lonely.

Except for the Roosevelt letter, I had played my last card.
As it grew later I persuaded myself they did not mean to act until morning, and I stretched out on the straw and tried to sleep.

At midnight I was startled by the light of an electric torch.

It was strapped to the chest of an officer, who ordered me to get up and come with him.