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Just as the guards at the checkpoint had earlier done, this pair of torturers sprang to stiff, straight-backed attention. The sound of their heels clicking together reported like pistol shots, and their voices sang out the "Sieg heil!" Vommer good-humoredly returned the salute, while Greta made a small nod of her head in acknowledgement. In their hamlike hands, the torturers still clutched the instruments of their vocation - pliers for one, a long wicked jabbing needle for the other. As for their victim, she slumped limply on the three-legged wooden stool, gasping for breath,…mehr

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Just as the guards at the checkpoint had earlier done, this pair of torturers sprang to stiff, straight-backed attention.
The sound of their heels clicking together reported like pistol shots, and their voices sang out the "Sieg heil!"
Vommer good-humoredly returned the salute, while Greta made a small nod of her head in acknowledgement.
In their hamlike hands, the torturers still clutched the instruments of their vocation - pliers for one, a long wicked jabbing needle for the other.
As for their victim, she slumped limply on the three-legged wooden stool, gasping for breath, whimpering, too dazed to turn around.
Greta took in the scene with the rapt enjoyment of a child viewing a host of gaily-wrapped presents under the Yuletide tree.
The torturers were an odd pair -- one of them young, neat as a pin, muscular; the other middle-aged, sloppy, beefy.
The young man was correctly uniformed, while the older man had removed his tunic, stripping down to his undershirt above the waist, a beer belly slopping over the tops of his gray trousers.
As for the victim, she was a young woman (not liable to get much older, now that she had been delivered into the dungeons of the Gestapo), a young woman of Greta's age, with reddish-brown hair, with a fine thoroughbred physique.
Her body shook with shivering. It was glossy with cold sweat and white, pale deathly white, with fear and pain.
The victim was naked - naked, that is, but for a curious contrivance which was fastened to her upper body, a kind of metal harness.