Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1917-08-23

I far end of the yeranda and in through TN
French windows of the sitting room, snu'
ting them after her with true German pre-
clsion.
In the sitting room Mrs sanderson wa
awaiting with outward composure frau
| lein's return and the telegram from ne
| son. She had not turned on the ngn'
| though the room, owing to the slope or IN
veranda roof outside. was already too din
| for her to see to read. as her sight was no
good. But like every other woman In tn
household she was kntting-a comforter
/ for Charles.
"Ah, you finished soon. Luise," she sait
as the little brown figure stepped into thu
room. "IIave you got what you wantedE'
Eyes. I have been most lucky" replied
fraulein, looking down at her bag. THE
light was good, all the English were at theil
tea, the cliffs were deserted; but one-hali
hour and my drawings were complete
Every detail of the harbor defenses."
II congratulate you" said Mrs. Sander
son cordially.
"Dank dir meine kameradin."
SSH" cautioned Mrs. sanderson, I'VE
must still be careful"
The little fraulein shrugged her shoulders
"Ach" she said, 'the English have no
ears, how then should their walls have
Had I brought the news that our admiral
had landed on their shores, they would still
have demanded a second cup before asking
where he had landed" She began to pace
quickly up and down the room, her eyes,
usually so mild, cleaning from behind their
gold-rimmed spectacles, her full brown
skirts swinging with the energy of her
movements "They are fools, these Eng
llsh," she went on. Fools and the sons of
fools. They dwell In their FOOLS paradise,
and bitter shall be their awakening, for 1t Is
into our hands that the Lord has delivered
them"
'It is good that we have been able to
take part in the great work for the
Fatherland," replied Mrs. Sanderson with
deep sincerity but less vehemence than
fraulein.
And great part" cried frauleln ecstat-
ically. Have you news from Charles yet?"
Not yet. l expect a telegram from him
any moment"
"And the spy, the traitor? Has Fritz dis
covered anythng"
II will ring and ask him." said Mrs. San
derson, crossing to the bell. "IIe did sus
pect Pollock, l know, an unlikely person 1t
seems to me, but Charles said something
about Brent which seems to me more un-
likely still"
"Ach. Brent he seems an idiot and
coward. Even his own people despise him.
All INC SAME, Teplleu lrdulesl, we must
suspect every one at present and 1 have
a curious feeling about Brent. 1t seems
to me almost at times as though something
in me recognized something in him, and l
say to myself, Young man, are you quite
such fool as you look?' And then test
him with something and watch him care
fully and 10 he is even a worse fool than
no looks. And since l prefer trusting to
reason rather than to feelings which are
lute irrational, have come to the conclu-
sion that my reason is probably right and
hat he Is fool. But all the same one
must be careful. Ach, here is Fritz"
"Are they still at tea, Fritz?" asked Mrs
Sanderson.
"They are at last finishing" replied Fritz
I have just taken them of toast the fourth
ime oh, dat it might shoke dem in de
lroat :"
Business, business" said fraulein tartly
Have you discovered anything YETI"
'Nodings for sure, but have mine eyes
iXed upon one man."
"Ah, Brent?" asked fraulein quickly.
"No, Mstair Pollock, It is always Mistair
Pollock i suspect. / leave him by himself