Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1917-08-03

eighty. and pushed his lean flushed
face nearer hers. An owlish eau-
tton fought the wine fancies In
his shifting lynx eyes under red
densd lids; also there was adj
mirat4gR for the milk-White skin
Of q breath--a fash Of ioathing made
the wornan's eyes tigerish; but at once
they changed again to mild bantering.
$50? Friend Billy Capper, OF Brus-
self, and distrusts an old pal2b She
laughed softly. and one alim hand
fQyed with a heavy gold locket on her
bosom. Friend Billy Capper forgets
old times and old faces-forgets even
the matter Of the. Lord Fisher letters
"Chopi At. Louisa!" The man called
Capper' lapsed into brusk English as
he banged the stem of his wineglass
on the damask. mo sense in raking
that up aEain-Tjust because 1 ask you
q fair question--ask you to identify
yourself in your new lob"
I'VE go further, Billy Capper." she
returned, speaking swiftly in German;
mot another word between US unless
you obey my rule. and talk this Ian
guage. Why did you get that message
through to me to meet YOU here In
AAS SoAO OIAl61S IL yOu ulu ltOl
trust me-? Why did you have me car
ry your offer too headquarters and
come here ready to talk business IL 1t
was only to hum and haw about my
identifying myself?"A
The tenseness of Exaggerated CON
centration on Capper's gaunt face be-
gan slowly to dissolve. First the thin
line Of shaven lips hiekered and be-
came weak at down-drawn corners;
then the frown faded from about the
eyes. and the beginnings OF teas gath
cred there. Shrewdness and the
stamp of cunning sped entirely, and
naught but weakness remained.
"Louisa-Louisa, old pal; don't be
hard On poor Billy, Capper," he num-
bled. I'm down, girl-away down
again. Since they Kicked me out at
Brussels I haven't had a shilling to
Engiand-you know that; the French
won't have me, and here I am, my
dinner clothes my only Stock in trade
left. and you even having to buy the
wine" A tear of self-pity slipped
down the hard drain of his cheek and
splashed on his hand. but I'll show
Fem. Louisa! They can't kick me out
Of the Brussels shop. like a dog and
not pay for it! I know too much. ]
do"
And what you know about the
-WMhelmstrasse 2" the woman asked
tensely.
Yes. it the Wilhelmstraase is will
ing to pay well for it," Capper an
swered, his lost cunning returning in
a bound.
II am authorized to Judge. how
much your information Is WORTH" his
companion declared, leveling a cold
glance into Capper's eyes. You car
tell me what you know. and depend
on me to pay we'll, or2we part al
~once."
But. Louisa"-again the whine
you've flown high since you and
worked together in the Brussels shop
The NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. perfect spy
machine in the world! How I'd like
to be In your shoes, Louisa!"
She detached the heavy gold locke
from the chain on her bosom, with q
quick twist of slim fingers had one
side Of the case open. then laid the
locket before him, pointing to a place
on the bevel Of the case. Cappel
swept up the trinket. looked search
ingly for IN instant at the spot the
woman had designated, and returned
the locket to her hand.
"Your number in the Wilhelm
strasse," he whispered in.awe. Geh
uine. no doubt. Saw the same sort o
mark onee before in Rome. All right
Now, listen, Louisa. What I'm goinl
to tell you about where Brussell,
stands in this-this business that
brewing will make the German gener
al staff. sit up" The woman inclined
her head toward Capper's. He, look
ss-~ 49, 90 I1- I,,$ 1,,@x A. -s1I ,1aS,
fof ~brocades, broadcloths and cleaning
shoulders, began in a monotone:
when the war comes-the day tn,
war starts, French artillerymen will
be behind the guns at Namur. Thu
English--"
The Hungarian orchestra of fort.
lstrings swept into a wild gypsy chant
! Dissonances, fierce and barbaric
swept like angry tides over the bril-
liant floor of the cafe. Still Cappe'
talked on. and the woman called
Louisa bent her jewel-starred heat
to listen. Her face, the face Of a fin
animal, was set in rapt attention.
you mark my words" he finished
when the German army enters Brus
sels proof of what I'm telling you will
be there. Yes, in a ~pigeonhole of tn
lforeign-of1ce safe those joint plans be
tween England and Belgium for re
sisting invasion from the eastern
frontier. If the Germans strike Al
swiftly as I think they will the Tor
ieign-ofice Johnnies will be 80 nus
cred in moving out they'll forget thes'
papers I'm telling you about. Thel
your WiIhelmstrasse will know they'y'
paid for the truth when they paid Bil
Capper eagerly reached for his glas
and fnding it empty, signaled tn
iii buy this one. Louisa" he sal
erandiloqueutiy. Cant have a iad;
buying me wine all night" He CAV
the order. You're going TO slip m
some bank-notes tonight-right nov
aren't you, Louisa, old pal" Cape
a~nxiously honed his cheeks with
hand that. trembled. The woman
eyes were narrowed in thought.
'IfI give you anything tonight, Bin
Capper, you'll get drunken than yo'
are now, and how do I know you won
run to the first English secret-servic
man you meet and kiab 2"
Louisa! Louisa! Don't say that!
Great fear and great warming sat !
| Capper's filmed eyes. You know II
honest, Louisa! You wouldn't mil
me this way-take al the info ~ go
and then throw me over like a dog!
Cold scprh was in her glance.
Maybe ! might manage to get 20
la position-with the Wilhelmstrasse.
She named the great s~ecret-servtce Of
fee under her breath. You can't 9
back to England, to be sure; Dur yo
might be useful In the Balkans, wher
tyou're not known, or even In Egyp'
You have your good points, Capper
lyou're a sly little weasel-when your
sober. Perhaps
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