Isolde decided to meet the “ally” so she sent a runner to take the Reichinspekteur badge to the doorman at the hotel specified. He was to deliver the message that Fraulein Devereaux would indeed meet the author of the note but not until 9pm since she was working late again. The runner had come back later that afternoon with instructions on where to meet.<br/>She was frustrated as she had told Adina that she would not need the new garment until tomorrow. Now she would have to go in her old clothes. Not that many people in Munich wore anything but twice turned garments, but Isolde was vain.<br/><br/>“ Yes?” Isolde replied turning to a soft touch on her arm. “I will be right with you…Oh, Adina, how good to see you. I was just thinking of you. Are you ill?”<br/><br/>Isolde laid a practiced hand on the young woman’s forehead.<br/><br/>Adina laughed and stepped back a pace.<br/><br/>“No, Fraulein, I am well. But I do have a surprise for you.” Adina gestured to a long box lying on the examination table. “The measurements that I took from you were not too far off from those the lady gave us for this suit. I was able to fix this for you in a little under two hours. But the color. I’m not so sure you will like it.”<br/><br/>Isolde lifted the lid from the box to be stunned to silence. The wool suit with the tight pencil skirt and the military styled jacket were at first seen to be a mustard yellow or was it a sage green? No, perhaps it was the color of eggplant or was that brown? Adina was right, it was a strange color. However, with Isolde’s red hair and pink complexion, every one of those colors would make her own shine like a luminescent pearl.<br/><br/>“Thank you, Adina. “ Isolde gave the small Jewess a quick hug and pressed twice the asking price into her hand.<br/><br/>When the seamstress tried to protest, Isolde said,<br/><br/>“You have saved me much embarrassment. You have no idea how grateful I am.  Now, I must hurry. I want to do a quick scout around before I attend my appointment. I don’t know who I am meeting or really what he or she wants. I would like to be better informed.”<br/><br/>At the end of the second shift, Isolde took the garment box and headed back to her flat. Nothing was disturbed and the magical wards had held. If there were people living in her walls, they were exceptionally quiet. There was a hush to the rooms, broken only by the ticking of the small clock on the unlevel mantel. As she made tea, she reread the letter.<br/><br/>By the time Isolde left her flat, curfew was once more invoked. The only bodies on the street were those of military officials. She cloaked herself with invisibility or at least a reduced recognition and hurried on toward Maxvorstadt with its  upscale academic and arts district just north of the city centre. She passed two universities and she began to wonder if this ally were a professor. She stood in awe at the Ionic and Corinthian buildings, which form together with the Doric Propylaea the picturesque Königsplatz square. Who could this ally possibly be?<br/><br/>A young couple, clad in rough pea coats with a white rose embroidered on the lapels was tacking handbills to the doors of the museums. Isolde stepped closer to read. The White Rose society was advocating resistance and encouraging citizens to rise up against Hitler’s regime. While Isolde agreed with the message, she knew this rebellion would end with the core members standing in front of a firing squad. She hurried from that place.<br/><br/>Soon she approached the address given and noticed the warm ambient light spilling onto the sidewalks. The curfews meant to snare the common folks was no where in evidence along this street of cafes and public houses. Well dressed men and women were stepping from cars or walking openly down the cobblestone streets, eating, drinking and being merry in the hey day of Munich’s prosperity.<br/><br/>She stood stock still as she noticed two couples heading into a well lit restaurant. So shocked was she that the magic that had cloaked her melted away. Isolde was revealed, standing still as a stone with an open mouthed white face