Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1917-07-01

She's lived in this country for about
twenty years, was governess to the
home secretary's children and In various
other important families. Her refer
ences are excellent, and SO are her
capabilities as a spy. She seems to
be intrusted with most Of their impor-
tant work down here"
And she so childlike. innocent and
bland" commented Brent Have you
got that book for me my man gave
you?'
ITS in this parcel. What is it. Kit?"
ITS a complete key" replied Brent,
speaking quite casually, but in very
low voice. ito all the codes used by
German spies and their various meth
DDS of communication. Some BOOK,
eh?''
kit. again I repeat that you are a
genius. Where did you get hold OF
it,"
20. that's a long yarn" answered
Brent, spinning on his heel and stroll
ing toward the mantelpiece once more
"But l don't mind telling you the
kaisers intelligence department didn't
actually make me a present of 1t. And
now Watson-though it's very rude to
class you as Watson-to pursue my In
vestigations.
He knelt and again began tapping
the fireplace
Keep an eye on the window and an
ear on the door, Miriam. BY the way.
didn't it strike you last night that
Mrs. Sanderson refused the Myrtle's
request for a fire in a very emphatic
Manner
Il didn't notice it at the time but
now you mention tt
Just so. Well. l didn't think much
about it at the time, but one or two
things have set me thinking since.
Listen to this, Miriam" He tapped the
solid sounding tiles. then the one which
rang hollow. Like a bally melo-
drama" he commented. Its great
game and all that. but it makes you
feel such an ass. crawling round look
ing for secret springs and talking
about dispatches and things. L can
never get Over the curious feeling of
unreality about them. just because
ones so used to them in books. That's
how every one in England feels about
that sort of thing. l imagine. and the
Germans were clever enough to take
that into account when they used all
the tricks of the trade. Englishmen
have always laughed at the idea of
spies and called it melodramatic non
sense. And now it's been proved real
every one has the same sort of feeling
as though fairy story had come true.
, All the time this chatter was flowing
on Brent's fingers were exploring, and
now they found what they sought A
slight pressure and the whole of the
CRATE revolved slowly around on a
center pivot, disclosing on what had
been the inner side curious and COM
plicated looking arran cement OF metal.
wood and wires. Quite unintelligible
1t would nave looked TO the ignorant,
but both Miriam Lee and Christopher
. Brent seemed to understand by their
sudden exclamation and quickened
look what hidden forces the cleaning,
, curiously sinister looking machine &C
tually stood for.
Il knew that fiagpole wasn't there
for nothing" was Brent's first remark.
Miriam was puzzled by this
"Flagpole?"
Yes, right by the chimney stack
That's how they work their aerials.
Neat little wireless this, isn't IT? say,
Miriam, If I could only intercept a mes
sage"
TT may be working" said Miriam
eagerly; try it. A secret installation
like this isn't likely to be in tune with
more than one other instrument, SO you
ought to get something worth having"
Brent fixed the receiver to his ears
is he knelt down the hearthrug.
open that book you brought me-" he
commanded. I'VE shall need 1t. By
George. it's working! Somebody keeps
calling. Hunt through the book and
tell me how to signal him to go on
Whats he callng?"
1.-TWO dots. pause, and three dots very
quickly. Look anywhere. Try No. Z"
Miriam whipped the pages over has
tily. mo. that's not it," she announced.
'I'll try No. 8. That's got him. Kit You
said two dots, pause, and then three
dots quickly. didn't you"
YES"