Evening star., 1932-05-08
The Spy WM Poisoned Lips
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was reared among men. She was her fathers
child"
And he raised me like a boy-a son." she
adds. ITO this day often feel uncomfortable
when too many women are aSout-or even
when certain catty. feminine discussions are
under way"
A T an early age she had observed the male
n attitude. She could go about with men as
lone of their fellows" When she grew older
she took job secretary and typist to Maj.
French Lloyd, commissioner for military pen
sions in Pretoria.
This was too humdrum a life for this lass.
And being attached to a government ONCE. she
soon got chance with the Union Of South
Africa Intelligence Department.
The natives were somehow, being supplied
with firearms. Hints Of revolt spread about.
Where was the ammunition coming from? The
baroness was one Of those put on the job
and the plot was run down.
Some time later she graduated to commits
sons in q dozen sections of the world And
she picked up about . dozen languages in the
process.
There were the postwar red" movements
in Europe; there were the rumblings of revolt
in Morocco and Asia and elsewhere with ma
tive dignitaries going about the fashionable
London and Paris spots on secret errandS; there
were drug smuggling deals of vast proportions;
there were dozens of routine tasks that had
to do with business and trading and the like.
c ONE involved the risk of death; some were
- matters Of detail and routine.
las for the my forehead" she re-
lates, Il had joined a Bolshevist group and
been accepted. There were two men on the
same case. One had gone in ahead of me-
afiy,ey xuf,o
great riot and demonstration were to be
agreed upon.
In the course of it suddenly realized
finger was being pointed at The word
spy ran through the hall. had been dis
covered. My male assistant helped me out,
but not before knife had been drawn I
was slashed across the head but got away"
When the baroness was a girl her Aunt
Belle, favorite relative, had prophesed, 1T
will be your fate to bring ruin to many"
Yet" explains the gay and girlish baroness,
Il have never considered that I have been
responsible for any ruin. My experience has
been that the fault. If any, lies with the person
1T has been my lot to encourage men in
their follies. But the follies were always there
I didn't originate them. If they squandered
their money and were otherwise indiscreet,
that was net of my making 1t was my task
to let them make pitiful fools of themselves-
and get my information
III HAVE had adventure but cannot claim
the title of adventures. have been in
life game with hundreds of men in all walks
OF life, but have never had a lover. have
taken thousand pounds from q man in the
morning and refused to let him kiss me in the
afternoon
Yes, hers was a world of strange nelodrama,
with wit playing against wit and the stakes
matters of life and death
Still, I might never have done any Of the
things 1 did but for an unhappy incident in
my early hfe." she goes on Il married while
very young. When my baby was born, my
husband vanished"
1t was then that the Baroness Jensen deter
mined to engage in the dangerous life: to
forget and build a life" Then for . time
third romance seemed possible. 1t was after
the last appearance when she found she had
had to drug friend with poisoned kisses
\A/HEN he awakened the victim was still
w fascinated, searched for her. but the bar
oness had returned to South Africa There he
trailed her and asked her to marry-bat it was
no 60.
He was it seems q certain Baron Sergei
met upon a boat when she was returning frem
nerve -wracktng job in the Kafir belt and
other parts OF Africa, tracking down gun-run-
ners. There had been many romantic episodes
aboard ship-and then the years went by. She
had loved him. after her fashion
On teieeraphed tip that indicated certain
Red activities, she tracked Sergei Q fine vocal
ist, to the roouas Of an old naasic teacher I'm
London.