The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1919-05-27

going to fool us any longer You see, l know your name and I know q great deal about you that you little dream of. don't know how far you have betrayed us to the police, but I do not intend that you should be left free to continue your work. You are to be kept a prisoner here in this house until Frau Wertheim finds out how far we have been betrayed. Whether we shall release you or not after that remains to be seen; but may tell you that if we are in danger through your treachery your life will go with ours. You are a very clever woman, and you have trapped a wom- an cleverer than yourself, but I would not give mach for your chances of escape from our hands now that we know who you are.''
 ''Iou Will Be Shot"
 Without another word l was thrust Into a darkened room, and the heavy door was closed on me. After about two hours of anxious waiting in the dark threw myself down on the camp-bed which was in a corner Of the room and sank into troubled sleep, from which l awoRe in the morning to find Williams" standing by the door.
 T am glad you have taken things so sensibly and have had a good sleep. You probably have not got many more nights of sleep before you. It is good to make the most of them. Two days from this we leave for Germany. A submarine is putting in to a safe place off the Irish coast. Tonight we leave for Ireland, and want to warn you that if you make the slightest attempt to escape you will be shot dead regard less of any consequences to us.''
 That night l was removed from the house to a motorcar, which drove quickly off towards Euston, and in company with the five men I was hurried through the barriers into a reserved frst-class compartment Just by the barrier I caught sight of the well-known figure of a man con nected with the British Secret Ser vice.
 looked longingly in his direction, and my look gave me away, for Wi Hams" came close up to me and said, Remem Der, the slightest movement and you are dead" displaying an au- tomatic pistol half-concea1ed in his hand to emphasize his word I real ized the hopelessness of my position, and without protest got into the com partment.
 The blinds were drawn and the doors locked by arrangement witt. the guard. I could not see what was going on outside, and terror began 10 lay hold of me as I thought of my desperate plight at the absolute mercy of these men. There was a tap at the window. and message was handed to "Williams"
 "Oh you devil" he almost shrieked as he read it, and gave me a glance of bitter hatred. Then, turning to his companions, he remarked in tones of bitter anger. The worst has happen- ed. Frau Wertheim has been arrest ed. and our house has been raided by the police. This she-devil has be- trayed us. She will be made to pay for it. Thank Heaven, Germany knows how to deal with women who plot against the FatherIand."
 Trapped
 In spite of his reassuring words, he was obviously anxious. and glanced at his watch several times
 Why doesn't the train 20 out to timer" he exclaimed petulantly and he had scarcely uttered the words before the door was opened by the guard and a strange man stepped into the compartment.
 Williams moved his hand to his pocket quickly but it was seized. and another stranger appeared at the door, shutting the compartment off from the rest of the corridors. He had a revolver in his hand, and the four men lost no time in obeying the order to put up their hands. I sprang out on to the platform, and there found my friend of the British Secret Service.
 Tt was a close shave for you Win" he said with a smile but we were close at hand all the time. saw your glance in my direction as you passed the barrier, and, as I had just then heard of your disappear ance. I guessed there was something fishy, so I had the departure of the train delayed until I could get help. We have a fine bag here"
 He was right about the 'fbag" for the five men were convicted, two of them being sentenced to death, and the other three to long terms of i1n- prisonment. It was not until some days later that I saw Wertheim in the little room at Westminster where most of the trials took place. She was like an enraged tigress when she saw me and struggled hard to get towards me, but, strange to say, she later became quite friendly.
 One udy she said, After all why should I blame you? You beat us at our own game. We ought not to have been such fools. In any case, they can't prove anything against me. I have done nothing that will justify them in condeming me-"
 She was soon to find her mistake. and after she had discovered it she was not slow to admit it.
 You have won," was her com ment, "and I cannot find it in my heart to be angry with you. I am too much of a. sport to blame people who play a better game than I do. That is what you did. What I can not understand is why you, who are not British, should have worked for them against us, when we would have paid you more. I wish you had been on our side. for you can play the game we'll"
 Wertheim was the only German spy who succeeded in getting on board a British submarine. It was one of the new type then in commis- sion. and Werthe{m persuaded a young officer to take her for a short