). We have no line now on Kurtz (у нас нет теперь никакой информации о Куртце), for Harbin's blown (потому что Харбин был выдан /раскрыт/;
to blow — дуть; осведомлять, доносить; распространять /слухи и т. п./)—he must have been blown (он должен был быть выдан) or they wouldn't have staged that mock death and funeral (или они бы не инсценировали эту поддельную смерть и похороны)."
"But it's odd (но это есть странно), isn't it (не так ли), that Koch didn't recognize the dead man's face from the window (что Кох не узнал лицо мертвого человека из окна)."
"The window was a long way up (окно было высоко) and I expect the face had been damaged (и я полагаю, что лицо было изуродовано; to expect — ожидать; to damage — повреждать, портить) before they took the body out of the car (прежде чем они вытащили тело из машины)."
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I didn't want to make a fuss and stir in the neighbourhood with a police car, so we took trams—several trams, changing here and there, and came into the district on foot. I didn't wear my uniform, and I doubted anyway after the failure of the attempt on Anna, whether they would risk a watcher. "This is the turning," Martins said and led me down a side street. We stopped at the kiosk. "You see he passed behind here and simply vanished—into the ground."
"That was exactly where he did vanish to," I said.
"How do you mean?"
An ordinary passer-by would never have noticed that the kiosk had a door, and of course it had been dark when the man disappeared. I pulled the door open and showed to Martins the little curling iron staircase that disappeared into the ground. He said, "Good God, then I didn't imagine him ..."
"It's one of the entrances to the main sewer."
"And anyone can go down?"
"Anyone."
"How far can one go?"
"Right across Vienna. People used them in air raids: some of our prisoners hid for two years down there. Deserters have used them—and burglars. If you know your way about you can emerge again almost anywhere in the city through a manhole or a kiosk like this one. The Austrians have to have special police for patrolling these sewers." I closed the door of the kiosk again. I said, "So that's how your friend Harry disappeared."
"You really believe it was Harry?"
"The evidence points that way."
"Then whom did they bury?"