Number 70, Berlin: A Story of Britain's PerilLe Queux, William
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Number 70, Berlin: A Story of Britain's Peril
Le Queux, William
War stories; World War, 1914-1918 -- Fiction
There were present, first of all, the usual set of society women of
uncertain age, dressed in the latest French models, which gave them an
air of youth, yet, at the same time, accentuated their angularity and
unnatural freshness; two or three elderly men, led there against their
will by their strong-minded spouses, a pretty girl or two from nowhere,
and one or two male enthusiasts, including two good-looking and
merry-going peers who were loud in their condemnation of the whole
Government--from the Prime Minister downwards.
Among those to whom the great and much-advertised Lewin Rodwell was
introduced was a rather thick-set, dark-haired, clean-shaven,
middle-aged man named Charles Trustram, a thoroughly John Bull type of
Englishman, who occupied a highly responsible position in the Transport
department of the Admiralty.
The two men shook hands warmly, whereupon Trustram expressed his great
pleasure at meeting a man so famous as Lewin Rodwell.
"I came here this afternoon, Mr Rodwell, on purpose to meet you," he
assured him. "Lady Kenworthy told me you were coming, and I know the
committee of the Anti-Teuton Alliance, of which I'm a member, are most
eager to enlist your influence."
"I'll be most delighted," declared Rodwell, in his charmingly affable
manner. "I think the movement is a really excellent one. Without a
doubt the question has become very serious indeed. There are Germans
and German influence in our midst in quarters quite unexpected and
undiscovered--high official quarters too. Can we, therefore, be
surprised if things don't always go as they should?"
"Exactly," said the Admiralty official, as they both took seats together
on a couch against the wall. "There's no doubt that the Germans, as
part of their marvellous preparedness, made an audacious attempt to
weave a network of vile treachery in our Government Departments and,
above all, in the War Office and Admiralty. As an official I can tell
you, in strictest confidence of course, that I have, several times of
late, had my suspicions seriously aroused. Information leaks out.
How--nobody--not even our Intelligence Department itself can discover."
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