The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-06-10
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A&N~4BeA4Aa@4A@D& 1 hadn't waited long till there came another ring at the bell. The butler made no bones about admitting this new visitor.
 While he was taking of his coat newspaper or a magazine without see Ing that face-the gray beard cut like a spade, the firm, lighting mouth, the blunt, square nose and the keen, blue eyes I recognized the first sea lord, the man. they say, that made the new British navy.
 He passed my alcOve and was ush- cred into a room at the back of the hall. As the door opened could hear the sound of low voices. It shut, and was left again alone.
 For twenty minutes sat there, won sdering what was to do next I was still perfectly convinced that I was wanted, but when or how had no no tion. I kept looking at my watch, and as the time crept on to half past 10 I began to think that the conference must soon end
 In a quarter of an hour Rover should be speeding along the road to Ports mouth
 | Ter appeared. The door of the back xoem opened, and the first sea lord came out He walked past me, and in passing he glanced in my direction, and for a second we looked each other in the face.
 Only for a second, but it was enough to make my heart jump. I had never seen the great man before, and he had never seen me But in that fraction of time something sprang into his eyes and that something was recognition. You can't mistake it.
 It is a flicker, spark of light, a min ute shade of difference, which means one thing and one thing only. It came dnvoluntar1ly, for in moment 1t died and he passed on. In maze of wild fancies heard the street door close behind him. Se I picked up the telephone book and looked up the number of his house We were connected at onces and heard servants vo1cc.
 "Is his lordsi1iD at homer I asked
 @Hfs lordshfp returned ten minutes ago. said the voice. 'eand has gone tc bed He is not very well tonight VII you leave { messaGa GIrF
 rang off and sat down nun1bly il a chair. My pare in this bus1ness wal not yet ended It had been a clos, shave, but had been in time.
 Not q moment could be lost, so marched boldly t0 the door of tha back room and entered without knock ing Five surprised faces looked ul from q round table. There were Si Walter and Drew, the war minister whom knew from his photograph there was a slim, elderly man, wh was probably Whitaker, the admiral ty official, and there was General Win stanley, conspicuous from the long sea on his forehead Lastly there was short, stout man with an iron gra, mustache and bushy eyebrows, wh had stopped in the middle Of sef tence.
 Sir Walters face showed surpris and annoyance
 'aThis is MT Hannay, of whom have spoken to you" he said apologei 1cally to the company. I'm afraid Hannay, this visit is Ill timed"
 I was getting back my coolness ssThat remains to be seen, gir,'' sait "0ut I think it may be in the nick c time For Gods sake, gentlemen, te who went out minute agor'
 Lord AIloa,'' Sir Walter said, rex dening with anger.
 sIt was not!' cried HIt was hi living image, but 1t was not Lord A loa It was some one who recognize me-some one have seen in the las month He had scarcely left the doc step when I rang up Lord A1loa's hous and was t. "a that he had come in te minutes before and had gone to bed
 '1Who-who''- some one stammeret
 ssThe Black Stoney7 I cried, and sat down in the chair so recently v. cated and looked around at five badl scared gentlemen