And Beppo, who thought they were referring to investigations into Momo's whereabouts, continued to wait patiently.
They had allotted him a bed in a big ward where many other patients slept. One night he woke up and saw, by the feeble glow of the emergency lighting,
that someone was standing beside his bed. All he could tell at first was that the shadowy figure was smoking a cigar or cigarette -
the tip glowed red in the gloom - but then he recognized the bowler and briefcase. Realizing that his visitor was one of the men in gray,
he felt chilled to the marrow and opened his mouth to call for help. ″Quiet!″ hissed an ashen voice.
″I've been authorized to make you a proposition. Listen to it carefully, and don't answer till I tell you.
You now have some idea of the power we already wield. Whether or not you get another taste of it is entirely up to you.
Although you can't harm us in the least by retailing your story to all and sundry, it doesn't suit our scheme of things.
You're quite correct in assuming that your friend Momo is our prisoner, but you may as well abandon all hope of finding her.
That you'll never do, and your efforts to rescue her aren't making the poor girl's position any easier.
Every time you try, she has to suffer for it, so be more careful what you do and say from now on.″
The man in gray blew several smoke rings, gleefully observing the effect of his speech on Beppo.
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