Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1916-01-13
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silence I'VE them Tor a mln-
ute, broken by the captain:
Our friends at Gib-who are they,
and how will | know them"
The doctor bent a sudden glance
Of suspicion upon the lean face be-
fore him. His thick lips clapped to-
gether stubbornly.
Aha, my dear friend; you are ask
ing questions. In my time at Berlin
the Wilhelmstrasse taught that all or
ders and information came from
above-and from there only. Why
II suppose in default of other infor-
nation l may ask the governor to
point out the Wilhelmstrasse men,
! Woodhouse answered, with a shrug.
81 was told at Berlin l would learn
all that was necessary to me as |
went along, therefore, l supposed
"Come-come!" Doctor Koch patted
the others shoulder, with a heavy jo-
Vitality. 80 you will. When you ar
rive at Glib. put up at the Hotel Splen-
dide. and you will not be long learn
ing who your friends are. I. for In
stance, did not hesitate overmuch to
recognize you, and / am under the
eyes of the English here at every
turn, even though I am a naturalized
English citizen-and of undoubted 10y
atty He finished with a booming
laugh.
But Woodhouse; you have arrang-
ed a way to have him drop out of
sight before the Princess Mary sails?
There will be no confusion-no slip
Jup?"
"Dd not fear" the physician reas-
sured. Everything will be arranged.
His baggage will leave the Hotel Khe-
dive for the dock tomorrow night; but
it will not reach the dock. Yours
"Will be awaiting the transfer OF
tags It the Cap de Liberte-Mou-
queries little place." the captain fin
ished. "But the man himself-you're
not thinking Of muir"
"My dear Nineteen Thirty-two,"
Loctor Koch interrupted, lifting pro
testing hanrs: 1--WE do not use such
crude methods: they are dangerous.
The real Captain Woodhouse will not
leave A~lexandria-by sea, let US say
for many months. Although I have no
doubt he will not be found in Alexan-
dria the hour the Princess Mary sails.
The papers he carries-the papers OF
identity and transfer from Wady Hal
ia to Gibraltar-will be in your hands
in plenty of time. YOU"
The doctor stopped abruptly. A
hidden electric buZzer somewhere in
the Swallowed room was clucking an
alarm. Koch pressed a button at the
side Of the operating chair. There
was a sound beyond closed doors of
some one passing through a hallway;
the front door opened and closed.
Some one at the gate Doctor
Koch explained. Caesar, my playful
little Nunmidian-and an artist with
the Bedouin dagger is Caesar-he
goes to answer"
Their talk was desultory during the
next minutes. The doctor seemed
! restless under the suspense Of a pend
ing announcement ais to the late visi-
tor. Finally came a soft tapping on
the hidden door behind Woodhouse.
The latter heard the doctor exchange
whispers with the Numidian in the
hallway. Finally, "Show him into the
waiting ROOM" Koch ordered. He
came back to where the captain was
sitting, a puzzled frown between his
Ieyes.
can Englishman, Caesar says-an
lEnglishman, who insists on seeing
me-very important" Koch bit the
end of one stuDoy thumb in hurried
thought. He suddenly whipped open
the door of one of the instrument
cases. pulled out a s%tethoscope, and
hooked the two little black receivers
into his ears. Then he turned to
! Woodhouse.
Quick! Off with you coat and open
your shirt. You are a patient; I am
lust examining you when interrupted.
This may be n of these clumsy Eng
lish secret service men and l might
need your alibi." The sound of an
opening door beyond the folding doors
and of footsteps in the adjoining
room.
"You say you are %sleepless at
night?" Doctor Koch was talking