A slender lady, gracefully shaking her hips, walked along the platform along the newly arrived passenger train, following the porter, who was rolling her luggage on the trolley. The men involuntarily stopped their gaze on an attractive, graceful figure like a cello, with elastic breasts swaying in time with their breasts and the sweet, thoughtful face of a blonde. A woman who knew how to present herself, keeping a proud posture and an expression of calm independence on her face. A mysterious smile played on her face, and the cornflower-blue eyes looked off into the distance, almost without focusing on the surrounding world. The wind played with blond hair and when one of the strands fell on her face by sticking to her lips, she didn’t immediately take it off, as if in a state of some pleasant dreams that brought confusion to her sensitive female heart.

Perhaps the reason for this was a young officer in Russian uniform, remaining near one of the cars. He continuously watched the retreating woman, and when she was out of sight, he returned to his compartment with obvious regret. A lady who was ten or twelve years older than a young man, contrary to his expectations, never turned around.

Despite the wonderful summer weather and the extremely pleasant impressions received from flirting with a young man, the faint shadow of anxiety still clouded Claudia Pavlovna’s mood. On the platform, while they were saying goodbye to Alexey, she spotted an surveillance agent with an experienced eye. He stood, clinging to a lamppost, and deliberately carefully studied the newspaper. In other matters, the presence of pork fat in such a place as the station should not have caused much concern. Nevertheless, she, having calculated, as they learned in the conspiracy lessons, the right angle, quickly shot her eyes out the window of the station building. Literally in ten sazhens, the same young man followed in with an indifferent air, wearing a government coat and a bowler hat. An unpleasant chill ran through her chest, and her heart beat more often: “Does he really watch me?” The woman thought anxiously.

By all the rules should check the fact of surveillance. And Klavdiya Pavlovna, trying to behave naturally, stopped the porter inside the station building and told her to wait for her near the toilet room, where she spent at least ten minutes.

Going out, she immediately noticed that the vile type was right there and now she was attached to one of the lines at the ticket offices. Doubt was no longer - it led! Now everything, except for this annoying fact, completely lost its meaning. Affectionate June day suddenly lost its charm.

Three minutes later, going down from the station building down a wide staircase to the carriage parking, she calmed down a bit and now decided how to proceed further, restoring instructions in her mind, in case of failure.

First, you need to send luggage to the wrong address far from the city. New clothes ladies' toilet, which she bought in Vienna will have to donate - now they are only a burden. The main thing is that the money and the keys to the spare safe flat are in the handbag. Secondly, it is necessary to go to the cafe "Mont Blanc", order a coffee and a pink souffle for dessert, thereby showing the liaison who works as a waiter that they are watching her. She had already guessed that they were not very much playing cat and mouse, hoping that she would do something stupid, thereby revealing other agents. But she did not see any other way out than to ask for help.

Half an hour later, Klavdia Pavlovna was already sitting at the table making an order. The waiter immediately understood her, asking if she was ready to wait half an hour until the dish was cooked? This meant that help should have been expected not earlier than the indicated time.

Literally after her, a man appeared in the cafe, whom she immediately identified as another agent. The first young man from the station was also clearly visible to her through the large window. He, sitting on the bench, was still pulling the newspaper in his hands. She besieged, and a simple escape, there could be no question!

Terrible thoughts immediately got into my head. Or maybe five years in prison, which threatened her, if she refused to work for intelligence, were the best solution, compared to the torture basements of the Austro-Hungarian secret police? After all, at the moment, this term would have expired.

Six years ago, she worked as a governess in the home of a high-ranking official, teaching languages ​​and other sciences to a young rogue named Petya. This, by that time, already full age dunce, managed to stay in the gymnasium for the second year already two times. Like many teachers, before that, she could not do anything with the spoiled, to the same anxious Barcian, who all the time strove to pester all subordinate women in the district. The maids and even the impressive size of the cook did not know from him the passage. In other matters, the mother and father strictly forbade the servants to enter into any amorous contacts with the youngster. And in which case, report them without embarrassment. No one, of course, filed complaints about overgrowth, but he did not receive his own either. Women only frightened Petya, that they would report to his parents when he tried too vigorously to pinch them in dark corners or to put his hand under her skirt.

In the beginning, Claudia Pavlovna, faced with harassment, already wanted to file a complaint and quit, but then, on reflection, decided to use youthful lust for her own purposes. After all, a place in a good house for a poor governess is not lying on the road! And Petya's training went smoothly. In the classroom, he began to receive satisfactory grades, and his behavior improved significantly.

Grateful parents could not enjoy the success of a young, beautiful teacher and even raised her salary three times, against the usual. However, pedagogical successes, which at that time already had a passion for adventure, were simply explained. She skillfully changed the good grades of the anxious because of the age of the guy to access the hem of her skirt. The young man was crazy about her and diligently learned his lessons so that once again he would be worthy of a love act in a secluded place. When this was impossible, she slowly satisfied Petya with the help of her mouth, for which they hid in the attic or in the closet. Between them, complete agreement was established.

But all secret becomes clear. The lovers were caught red-handed, just at the moment when young Don Juan once again thrust his blade, hairy sheath, between the legs of his beloved teacher.

To say that Petit's parents were angry with Natalia Alexandrovna means not to say anything. They were just mad! But to bring such an intimate question to the discussion of light would be suicidal. Therefore, the young man was urgently sent to the capital for admission to the military school. The teacher was accused of missing one hundred and fifty rubles in gold and family jewelry. All the evidence was cleverly concocted under the leadership of the local police chief and there was absolutely no chance of escaping punishment! Almost immediately arrested before the trial. The situation seemed hopeless. She could not prove her innocence of theft! Moreover, she could not reveal the true reason for the disgraces.

Then her amazing luck saved her. One of the foreign intelligence officials who happened to be in the city on personal business, heard from a long-time friend, a secret police agent, the real background of this case and expressed a desire to meet with the young lady in the interrogation room. Appreciating the beauty, knowledge of three foreign languages ​​and the adventurism of a young nymph, he invited her to make a choice. Either at least five years of a women's prison with thieves and murderers, or work with the risk to life for intelligence. Ahead of her waiting for study in intelligence school.

Now, sitting in an Austrian cafe, under the supervision of spies from the secret police, she had reason to doubt the hasty, but it seemed the only correct decision. And all because in places where she could be at any moment, they easily broke the bones, pulled out healthy teeth, and, having obtained true testimony, killed and buried somewhere in a quiet place. Yes, some particularly valuable agents could possibly count on a mutual exchange. But it hardly concerned a woman who obtained intelligence information with the help of ...