L.P.M. : The End of the Great WarBarney, J. Stewart (John Stewart)
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L.P.M. : The End of the Great War
Barney, J. Stewart (John Stewart)
World War, 1914-1918 -- Fiction
“You are right,” said Edestone, as he and Lawrence stood looking out of
one of the windows of the Embassy at about 5 o’clock in the afternoon.
“They have heard something. I am surprised that we have heard nothing
from them today. You can depend upon it, they will try to get me without
an actual fight. They know that they can bamboozle our Government, but
fear the temper of our people will not stand for any killing, which they
certainly intend to do if necessary. I do wish Mrs. Jones was not here.
“If ‘Specs’ was over Berne at 9 o’clock,” he went on, “and he wanted to,
he could have been here hours ago. He is evidently jogging along
slowly. He cannot now be more than fifty miles away; he is perhaps just
about at Leipsic. I think we had better speak to him and tell him to go
higher up and not to come over Berlin before dark. You know he does not
know what is going on here. I am afraid to warn him about the wires,
for if by chance they should intercept our message they would know that
they had struck a very good answer to my ‘Little Peace Maker.’”
“You don’t mean to say,” cried Lawrence, “that there is any chance of
their pulling you down with those wires?”
“It all depends,” replied Edestone. “It would take me some time to
calculate the amount of metal it would require to take the current that
would wreck us, but if they do get that amount in contact with us and
the earth at the same time we will come down.”
“My God!” said Lawrence.
“Well, that is the reason that I do not want to take any chance by
mentioning wires at all. They don’t know now that one wire will not do
the trick, and if they get the idea that it is a question of the largest
possible number, they will double up on us. As it is, they have sixteen,
and we have a fighting chance. At any rate, I will speak to ‘Specs’ and
tell him not to come over the Embassy until after dark.”
“Won’t he have some difficulty in finding the Embassy?” asked Lawrence.
Edestone laughed. “You do not know old ‘Specs.’ In the first place he
studied for six years in Berlin and knows it from end to end. Besides,
he has all of the cities of Europe plotted, and he can get his bearings
from a dozen different points. He will feel very badly unless Capt. Lee
puts him within a few inches of where his calculations tell him he
should be. Why, you should see him calculating! He used a 6 H pencil,
and he can cover a large sheet of paper with microscopic figures before
you have even sharpened yours! It will be just like ‘Specs,’ if it is a
still night, to drop a plumb line and check himself. When you see him
coming down slowly, you can be sure that he is going to drop his ladder
at exactly the right spot.
“You see to it that the servants are all out of the way. If necessary,
lock them all down in the basement. I will work out the message.”
When Lawrence returned and stated that everything was clear, Edestone
said to him: “Send this. It says:
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