Free trader-journal. (Ottawa, Ill.) 1916-1920, 1917-08-08
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Sp.TG-1iiUn came 10 .lim. rOh. 10y George.
How duh of me. You're honeymoon
ing, of course"
Not exactly. Ethel replied, just n
bit lamely, perhaps. my husband
isn't sere-just now He had some
business in Brussels, but | came on
ahead"
She had, indeed. left Streetman in
the Belgian capital ''Shall you be
staying long?' she asked Mr. Brown.
mo. I'm off in the morning. he
Informed her.
The information relieved her vastly.
She had not reished the thought OF
having to confess to the American that
Monsieur lie Lorde was no other than
his erstwlile acquaintance of the tea
party Henry Streetman. But as a
spy in his majesty's service, Ethel took
as easily to snbterfuge as a duck to
water. She surprised herself often by
the readiness with which plausible
tuitS SpiuHS u HeF lips.
"Oh. Then you won't be able to
meet Monsieur de Lorde," she said
with a note Of regret. Il don't expect
him till tomorrow"
Charlie Brown murmured his regret
at that circumstance.
but what are you doing here? 2"
Ethel asked him then. Perhaps you've
secret in your past too?" she added
gayly.
But Mr.. Brown could lay claim to
no such romantic excuse.
"Oh, came over looking for a war"
he explained.
"And you haven't found it?"
Nothing like It at all" he replied.
"rhe day after saw you got
straight tip to beat it for Belgium. |
bought yon one-and-a-half cylinder
1916 bicycle, and I've pedaled away for
three days. till feel all legs and back.
My right name. this minute. is George
W. Achcwell" And Charlie Brown
sat down by the table upon which Ma
dame de Lorde was resting her trim
elbow.
Mr.. Brown" Ethel said, "you're not
English | am; but you are an Anglo
Saxon, and you must 'sympathize with
the allies"
"Sure | do" was his prompt re-
sponse
Then. whatever happens while
you're here" she continued with an air
of great earnestness,, whatever hap
pens want you to remember that
am English, and that it is England
serve always You will believe
III"
"Oh, Of course will" he assured
her. And Immediately thought came
into Charlie Browns head that made
him start. And by the way" he said,
while think of 1t, | want to warn
you about that chap | met at tea ut
your place. Streetman. he called him
self You remember himg"
To hide her confusion Ethel rose and
moved few steps away from the
table.
Yes, ] remember him very WELL"
she answered.
Il happened that night to get some
dope on him." Charlie went on. In en-
tire innocence of the effect his words
had upon her Hes what you might
call professional spy--working for
the German secret service now. That's
why he stuck up for them that after
noon; but really he's Russian"
"A Russian" Ethel exclaimed. star
tied, in spite OF. herself, by that sur
prising news.
Yes he continued. "He got kicked
out Of Russia ten years ago for some
dirty business Then he worked for
the 'EngliSl against the eBoers. They
couldn't stand him either--he's an aw-
ful rotter. | don't know much about
him after that Now he's with the
Germans. You'll forgive NIX
speaking Of this be said, but I
thought perhaps as you're In the adj
ai'rAis ranlly nc mlgnu De trying ~
pump you about some Of the navy's
secrets
oh thank You for telling met she
exclaimed gratefully. And, somehow,
she felt the least bit guilty that she
could not he frank with him. "And
one thing more" she added, as he
seemed about to leave her, you won't
speak Of meeting me here? ;.
you'll promise, won't you even though
] can't explain"
MY dear girl" he protested, "I've
been on so many stories. I've inter-
viewed so many people I've seen so
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