Greene County herald. (Leakesville, Miss.) 1898-current, 1917-07-20

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be in his department; and we must
know at once what orders have been
given to the ships at Spithead-where
they are going when this review is
over"
The spy, Roeder, saluted again.
Il have done my best" he said apol-
ogetically.
| II am sure you have" Streetman re-
piled. I'VE know the Wilhelmstrasse
does not lightly overlook stupidity in
one Of its servants" he observed grim
ly. And then he motioned toward the
double doors that led into the hall.
''See IL anyone's coming" he said.
Roeder-or Brewster-opened the
doors and peered down the length Of
the passage.
mo one is in sight; and hear moth
ing" he reported.
NOW lock that door, Streetman
commanded, pointing toward the one
behind which he knew that Miss Will
loughby must be dressing.
The butler regarded him in alarm.
Pardon, mein Herr-but Is 1t
safer" he ventured. "She is wom-
an"
"Do not be alarmed" Streetman re-
assured him. miss Willoughby Is
easily handled. She believes that I
work for the French secret service"
"Then she is fool" his subordinate
declared.
"No. moi" Streetman protested.
1--WE must not criticize the tools that
serve u.s." And as he spoke he went
to the telephone in a corner of the
room. Picking up the instrument, he
paused and turned to the butler with
a look OF amusement. "Sir George
Wagstaff--Sir George of his majesty's
navy-would be rather surprised II he
knew that from his house we were
communicating with our friends, the
Germans" he observed.
"Rather" his henchman responded,
with CLEAN of humor in his eyes.
'Now lock that door" Streetman
ordered once more. "And now to re-
port to headquarters again. he ex-
claimed when the butler had turned
the key noiselessly in Miss Willough-
by's door. "Hello! City, 4225"' he
said in low but distinct voice.
Meanwhile the butler lowered near
by.
you think, mein Herr, there will be
WARP" he asked respectfully.
Il do not know. But we are ready.
And IL war does come, 1t will be Ger
many's hour-the day at last" He
turned to the telephone once more, and
began speaking into the transmitter.
Hello. City, 1925? Hello! Are you
there? Who is speaking .
Twenty-six fourteen? Hello! I
am thirteen seventeen" he said, CIV
ing the number by which he was
known In the German secret service.
yes! We have no news of the Eng
fish feet; we have tried everything.
Very well! Goodbye
He put down the instrument, and
a look of annoyance as well as per-
plexity was upon his face as he
wheeled about.
what is it, meln HERR" his com
panion asked In an anxious voice. SIS
It bad news?" He had long worked in
conjunction with Streetman, and he
was quick to detect signs of trouble
upon him.
''They say they must know tonight,
without fail, the destination of the
English feet" Streetman replied.
He cast quick glance toward Ethel
Willoughby's boudoir. $50, Miss Will
loughby, you have some work to dor
he muttered, to himself more than to
his confederate. Nov, unlock that
door, he ordered. "Ah! that is done,
and we were not interrupted" he said
in relieved voice, when the deft
Brewster had once more succeeded In
turning the key silently in the lock.
To expedite his prowlings about the
house at all hours Of the day or night
Sir Georges butler had seen to it that
such things as hinges and locks
whether upon doors or desks-were
well oiled. 1t was his genius fer de-
tails of that sort that had led 10 his
assignment to his present duty.
Henry Streetman dropped upon
Miss Willoughby's settee in an atti.
tude of relaxation that revealed some.
what the marvellous strain which at.
tends the performance of exploits in.
separable from his profession.
/ Dangerous work, en- Herr Raeder;
And poor payw he vouchsafed in O
sudden burst Of good-fellowship. Fol
the moment he seemed almost human
Herr Roeder pulled himself together
stiffiy.
ut is not for the money that am
here" he answered proudly. ct i.
for the Fatherlandw Despite the
| guarded tones in which he spoke, there
was an earnestness born Of sincere
patriotism that made his words rims
convincingly. One look at the mans
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