Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1916-09-22

You still love me; and now that I've
learned about the feet, you still mean
next week to arrange matters with
your people to announce our mar
rage"
"Of course, of Counsel" he broke in
upon her hurriedly. He had forgotten,
for the moment, all about that plausi-
on the continent he had thought it
more than likely that another week
would find him out of England for
good. But now he congratulated him
self that he had made her that prom
Use. SO far as he could see, that false
hope he had held out to her was all
that stood between him and the Tower
Of London-and likely worse. Ger
tainly We'll announce our marriage"
he assured her. "All that told you Of
my family, my income, was true-ex-
cept that I'm German, not French"
She gave him an amused look.
"But you see, you are not as clever
as you thought" she informed him. "If
you'd only been frank with me, l could
have been of so much greater help to
you"
You could?' he said, as look of
mystifcation spread over his face.
How? Whyw
81 have not been quite honest with
you" Ethel said.
He seized her roughly by the arm.
ttVpt1 ho NOT lio1 RI M n hnI1t tha
| feet?" he threatened.
| mo, no! That was absolutely true"
| Streetman released her then.
| "Then what do you mean?" he asked
So long as she had not deceived him in
that quarter it mattered little to him
what she might have done.
81 told you," Ethel explained, 81
told you there was no Englishman in
my life. l lied. There was-a cap
tain in the English army. Before
met you we were engaged. He threw
me over for some other woman-a
woman with money. l hate
himw Streetman saw no reason to
doubt her. AS Ethel flung herself into
the character of a woman scorned she
did her best to convince him Of the
truth Of the old adage that hell had no
fury such as hers AS she perceived
the success of her ruse she hurried on
to elaborate her fiction. Eyes, | hate
him" she repeated. 81 hate their
army! l hate all Engishmen. 1t is
for you-for Germany | would serve"
she told him. THAT is why have not
done more for you. l thought you
were working for France, England's
ally. England-how l hate her!
want to see her dishonored, defeated
ruined by your people"
"YOu-you" Streetman cried, as q
great light broke over him. And
never dreamedw he murmured, as he
seized both her hands. He was not
rough now-but eager, impulsive. Eyes
it is true" he said then. Il am Ger,
man. | serve the Wilhelmstrasse.
Then let me serve it, too" EtheI
J begged, much as she had besought
Larry Redmond only short quarter OF
an hour before. But then she had been
! in earnest. Think what Ia woman
could do; and a clever woman" she
urged. Take me with you, wherever
; you go. l would be useful"
The idea pleased Streetman.
Eyes, you would" he exclaimed
and you shall go. You shall so witt
me tonight"
where" she asked him.
ITO Brusselsr'
"Brussels-but why there"
He told her then the very heart Of
| the German plan.
. Germany will invade France
through Belgium" he informed her
"In two weeks we shall be in Paris"
, But Germanys treaty with Bel
. gium-you forget thatr' Ethel remind
ed him. She could not believe that any
, country that retained the merest yes
tige of honor would so debase herself
"Belgium's territory must be sacred,
she said.
He released her hands then. He
needed even them to express his scorn
Treaty? Bah! What Is that-s
scrap of paper!" he cried.
, But are you sure" she pressed
J him. This, she knew, was information
and big information, of the creates
moment to the English war office.
, "Yes, yes! I'm surew he declared
THAT is the plan worked out by the
/ great general staff, and we must go t.
Belgium tonight. You will meet me IL
, an hour at Charing Cross. Tomorrow
| we shall be in Brussels"
: "Where shall we stay in Brussels"
/ 81 am sent to the Grand hotel" hi
explained. II shall pass myself off az
Monsieur de Lorde. You shall b.
/ Madame de Lorde."
l Madame de Lorde!" she repeated
as if to fix the name indelibly upon hel
memory.
"In Brussels we shall await instruc
: tions," he continued. "When they come
/ we shall do much-you and for the
, Vaterland, Good-by, my dear
, until tonightw He started to go. Blu
he turned back suddenly as If the urge