Frigid Fracas Part 21
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"A ruling caste, like a socio-economic system itself, when taken as a whole, instinctively perpetuates its life, as though a living organism. It cannot understand, will not admit, that it is ever time to die."
The Hungarian waggled a finger at Joe. "At first, when there was insufficient even of the basics such as food, clothing and shelter, Party members soon learned to take care of their own, explaining this deviation from the original Party austerity, by various means. Nepotism reared its head, as always, almost from the very beginning. Party members wished their children to become Party members and saw to it that they secured the best of education, and the best of jobs. And ... how do you Americans put it ... the practice of you scratch my back and I'll scratch yours, became the rule. Soon we had a self-perpetuating hierarchy, jealous of its position, and jealous of the attempts of outsiders to break into the sanctified organization. Marx and Engels wrote that following the revolution the State would wither away." The colonel laughed acidly.
"Instead, in the Sov-world it continually strengthened itself. A New Cla.s.s, as the Yugoslavian Milovan Djilas called it, had been born."
The Hungarian seemed to switch subjects slightly. "And a new development manifested itself. At first, Russia alone was of the Sov-world but as she became increasingly powerful, she exported her revolution, taking over in such advanced countries as, let us say, Czechoslovakia and East Germany. Here, supposedly, would have been the conditions under which the original ideas of Marx and his collaborator would have flourished, but the Party moved in its heavy bureaucracy and prevented any such development."
Bela Kossuth laughed gently. "Ah, ha, but this led to one of the ironies of fate, my friend. Because as the Sov-world expanded its borders it a.s.similated peoples of far more, ah, sharpness, shall we say? than our somewhat dour Russkies. In time, bit by bit, inch by inch, intrigue by intrigue--"
"I know," Joe said. "The capital of the Sov-world is now not Moscow, but Budapest."
"Correct!" the Hungarian beamed. "At the very first, we Hungarians tried to fight them. When we found we couldn't prevail, we joined them--to their eventual sorrow. However, the central problem has not been erased. We have finally achieved, here in the Sov-world, to the point where we have the abundant life. The affluent society. But we have also reached stagnation. The Party, like a living organism, refuses to die. Cannot even admit that its death is desirable."
He held his hands out, palms upward, as though at an impossible impa.s.se.
Joe said, suddenly, "What's all this got to do with me, Colonel Kossuth?"
The Hungarian pretended surprise. "Why, nothing at all, Major Mauser.
I was but making conversation. Small talk."
Joe didn't get it. "Well, why come here at all? Max said you were rather insistent about seeing me, in spite of doctor's orders."
"Ah, yes, of course." The Sov officer came to his feet again and clicked his heels. "My superiors have requested that I deliver this into your own hands, as well as copies to the West-world Amba.s.sador, to General Armstrong and Dr. Haer." He handed a doc.u.ment to Joe.
Joe turned it over in hand, blankly. It was in Hungarian. He looked up at the other.
Lieutenant Colonel Bela Kossuth said formally, "The government of the Sov-world has found Major Joseph Mauser, Dr. Nadine Haer, and General George Armstrong, _persona non grata_. As soon as your health permits, Major, it is requested that you leave Budapest and all the lands of the Sov-world, never to return."
He clicked his heels, bowed again, and started for the door. Just as he reached it, he turned and said one last thing to Joe Mauser.
XXII
In spite of Nadine Haer's protests, Joseph Mauser insisted that they abide by the Sov government's expulsion order on the following day. A special plane took them to London, and they there caught the regular shuttle to Greater Was.h.i.+ngton. At least, Joe, Nadine and Max did, General Armstrong remained on in London.
The flight itself was largely uneventful, Joe having retreated into his thoughts. He had a great deal to think about. Not only in regard to the immediate collapse of his mission, but both of the past and future, as well.
Max, looking out the plane's window as they took off, bore an air of nostalgia. "Look there," he pointed. "You can see that big statue of the Magyar warriors, there in front of the Szepmuveszeti Museum, like." He sighed. "I had a date with a Croat girl, to meet her there tomorrow night. I was making good time with Carla. She thought it was romantic, me being from the West, and all."
"Max, my friend," Joe growled. "Save us the lurid details of your romances."
But his voice hadn't really borne irritation. Max went on, "You know, you kind of get used to these people. They aren't much different, like, than us. Take fracases, for instances. They don't have them like we do, but they got their Telly teams out there in Siberia, with the lads that go chasing the rebels and all. And they got their duels they cover on Telly. But I was thinking, why don't they get modern and have real fracases, like us? And then we could have, like, international meets, and they'd send a division, and we'd send one, and have it out.
Zen! That'd be really something to watch."
Joe winced.
Nadine said, "Max, it took the human race ten thousand years to put even a temporary halt to the international war, now you want to bring it back for the sake of a s.a.d.i.s.tic Telly show."
"Yeah, but gee--"
Joe Mauser said, "Max, go on back to the bar and have yourself a drink. I want to talk to Nadine."
When the little man was gone, Joe said, in a conversational tone, "We can be married tomorrow, right after we've reported to Phil Holland and the others."
Her eyes widened, "Well, really! Don't you think you might ask me about it?"
He shook his head. "No, we've covered all the preliminaries. The trouble with me has been that I've continued to look _up_ at you. I suppose the caste system is too deeply ingrained in me. But now ...
you're my woman. Period. I suppose you've actually been wondering why I've been such a slow clod."
"Do you think you're looking _down_ at me now?" She countered indignantly.
"No. Just evenly. We'll be married as soon as possible."
Her voice went strangely demure. "Yes, Joe," she said.
They drove immediately from the airport to the office of Philip Holland, stopping only long enough for Joe to make a phone call.
They retraced the route over which Nadine had taken him that day that seemed so long ago, but actually wasn't. Through the long corridors, and eventually to the small office with the receptionist.
Miss Mikhail said, brightly, "Dr. Haer, Major Mauser, Mr. Holland is expecting you. Go right in."
Just before pressing through the door, Nadine put her hand on Joe's arm and looked into his face ruefully. "Darling, you've had so much hard luck in your time, I'm sorry this first a.s.signment for the organization had to be a failure."
Joe wet his lips, carefully, "Why'd you think it was?" he said, opening the door.
Nadine could only stare as he ushered her into Phil Holland's presence.
That crisp, efficient operator made much the same motions he had the first time Joe had met him here. Holding a chair for Nadine, shaking hands briskly with Joe and motioning to another chair for him. While they were getting settled, Frank Hodgson sauntered in, seemingly as lackadaisical and disinterested as ever. After a minimum of exchanged pleasantries, he subsided onto the couch and fished for pipe and tobacco.
Holland took in Joe's arm, still immobilized in a sling, and the other signs of his wounds. He said crisply, "I thought that we had removed you permanently from the field of combat, Joe."
Joe said sourly, "Some of the Sovs thought otherwise."
Holland said, an element of irritation in his voice, "It is hard to understand how you could have revealed yourself so quickly."
Joe pursed his lips and looked at Nadine. He said, "I think I've figured that out. It's practically impossible for Nadine to dissimulate. And I've never seen her and her brother together but that they weren't arguing."
Nadine was frowning at him. "What has Balt to do with it?"
Joe said, "I have a sneaking suspicion that in the heat of one of your arguments with your brother, the Baron, you revealed your, and my, mission and its real purpose."
Nadine's right hand went to her mouth.
Joe finished with, "And the Baron, after all, is a member of the Nathan Hale Society. I have no doubts that the organization has some connections with their equal number in the Sov-world."
Holland grunted. "Very possible. However, it's done now. The thing is, what is your opinion Joe, and yours, Nadine, on the advisability of sending other operatives on the same mission?"
Joe shook his head. "Unnecessary."
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