Captain, and hope that your superiors don't see fit to demote you. For my part, I shall use my influence to see that they do." He pivoted, grinding his heel into the turf, and snapped at the man at his elbow: "What is it?" The soldier saluted jerkily. "Unauthorized persons, Herr Schwinzog. We apprehended four of them about two hundred meters to the northwest. Two were armed." "Hum!" grunted the big man explosively. His eyes narrowed, coming to rest on the group of captives. His scrutiny was chillily penetrating. He held it on them while the shadows of the helicopter vanes swept across his face a dozen times. Then he said flatly, in slightly accented English: "You, no doubt, are Americans?" Manning was silent, feeling the dream-sense of unreality overcome him again. That question tangled time and space—it and another thing: around the left arm of Schwinzog's oddly cut coat was a broad band, and in a circle on it sprawled a stark black swastika. A hundred years ago—if a hundred years had passed—American armies had been trampling that emblem in mud and blood. But Dr. Pankraz Kahl burst out, "Wir sind keine Amerikaner! Wir—" including himself and Wolfgang with a sweep of the arm, "sind Deutsche!" Schwinzog regarded him expressionlessly. "And you?" he turned abruptly on Manning and Dugan. "We're Americans," said Manning steadily, in English. Schwinzog's face did not change. But something in the look with which he had received Kahl's statement had jangled an alarm in Manning's brain. And he was still determined to keep his mouth shut and his ears open as much as possible. Immediately he knew he had been right; for Schwinzog turned again to Kahl. "You say you are German. Your citizen's card, then." The Herr Doktor started automatically to fumble at a pocket, then paused and made a wry face. "I—we have no such papers as you want. Naturally, since we—" "Since you are spies?" Schwinzog folded his arms and the fingers of his right hand caressed his swastika brassard. "That is ridiculous!" shouted Kahl. "I am trying to explain to you that we are visitors from your past! We come from a hundred years ago!" For the first time Schwinzog looked interested. "And how do you explain your presence in the