Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1916-11-30
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And then we shall look him over"
Streetman said with satisfaction.
"Auf wiedersehen" And Major Won
Brenig went to his room, congratulate
Ing himself the while upon the fact
that he had so resourceful an assistant
in that able young officer from the Will
helmstrasSe.
Henry Streetman lighted a cigarette,
tossing the still blazing match into the
fireplace. And he had not waited long
before Henri Christophe appeared.
Major Won Brenig wishes to dine at
once" the spy told him. How soon
can you be ready?'
I'm fifteen minutes, m'sieu."
Good! There will be three Of us
Major Won Brenig, myself and Captain
Karl"
Yes, m'sieu." Henri had already
turned to hurry back to the kitchen
when a bright blaze in the fireplace
met his astOnished eyes. 1t was en-
tirely too warm an afternoon for a fire.
Only mailman would have built one.
'Why, what is that?" he exclaimed.
Il lit a cigarette" Streetman said.
II threw my match there" And to one
of the soldiers he added, Put it out
at oncer'
The man Otto hurried to the fire,
place.
Yes, yes, m'sieu! 1t is nothing
Only some tree branches-it can do no
harm," the innkeeper protested.
In the meantime Otto had extin-
guished the blaze. He had crawled
bodily inside the great opening of the
fireplace, to make sure that he did his
work thoroughly. And now he emerged,
sooty but triumphant, bearing some
continuance in his arms.
Here is a teIephoner' he announced
proudly.
What" Streetman exclaimed. And
he fastened to examine the find. "Oh,
he! What's this ?" he asked
Henri ChristOphe was no less sur
prised than the others. He took the in
Strument from Otto and turned it over
curfously.
why, m'sieu-it is a telephone" he
ooAu Win an ali VI InS ululOSL LIS SUI
cation.
Il know, know-but what is it do
ing there?' Streetman asked imperi-
ously
Il do not know, m'sieu," ChristOphe
stammered In a flash he saw that
things looked very black for himself.
why did you hide it," Already
Streetman had found him guilty.
II did not hide it, m'sieur'
An inspiration seized Streetman
then. And he took the telephone into
his own hands.
WHO are you?" he asked in French
speaking directly into the transmitter
| The fellow received an immediate
reply. And he said to his men in the
next breath, 1T was q Frenchman who
! spoke! That telephone leads to the
French. 1t is the work Of a spy" AnG
then Streetman ordered Otto's comradt
Hans to ask Major Won Brenig to re
turn.
Poor Henri Christophe forgot al
| about his simple menu. He stood there
crestfallen. The whole affair was toe
! much for his befogged brain.
you were warned against any at
| tempt to communicate with the en-
emy," Streetman said.
81 never saw that telephone before,
Christophe declared.
Don't lie to me! You put it therer
ST swear to you" The innkeepe
held both his hands aloft as he pro
claimed his innocence. But his pro
testations had no effect upon the in
dignant Streetman. The man scenes
absolutely relentless, inhuman.
You are either a French spy or har
boring a spy under your roof" he toll
Christophe. 1T is an act of enmity t
US. You must pay the penalty at once.
ION my honor l have done nothing
absolutely nothing Henri Christoph
cried. Even in that moment his thought
were upon his daughter Jeanne rattle
than upon himself. He was afraid
. for her.
"Our proclamations have told yo
; what to expect Streetman snarleG
ct will be a good warning to the ott
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