Let history speak. As our two armies were holding only a small section of the line, it was more convenient for the general interests of the Allies that we should, instead of employing our increased forces, postpone the entry into action of our national armies, and bend our chief energies to the task of supplying Russia with the munitions which had suddenly become to her a matter of life or death. Was not this, indeed, an object-lesson to England? The trio were discussing the situation, when Jack Sainsbury exclaimed: "And yet the public will not believe that there are spies amongst us-- even in face of daily events of incendiary fires, of submarine outrages, and of spies who, arriving with American passports, are watched, arrested, and executed at the Tower of London." "True?" cried Trustram. "I agree entirely with all you say. Shall we act--or shall we join in the saliva of sweetness and raise the chorus that the Germans are, after all, dear good people?" "Never!" exclaimed Sir Houston fiercely. "Jerrold knew, and he died mysteriously. We, all three of us, know. Let us act; let us raise our voices, as the Duke of Newcastle, Lord Charles Beresford, Lord Leith of Fyvie, Lord Crawford, Lord Portsmouth, Lord Headley, and all the others have raised theirs. `Britain for the British,' I say, and we must win-- and, at all hazards, _we will win_!" "Yes, but what shall we do? How are we now to act?" queried Jack, looking at his visitors. "That we must decide," Sir Houston responded. "We know many things-- things that are proved as far as Lewin Rodwell is concerned. We must watch--and watch very closely and carefully--then we shall learn more." "But while we are watching the Empire is, surely, in gravest peril?" Trustram protested. "We have an Intelligence Department which is said to be dealing with news leaking from our shores." "Intelligence Department?" laughed Jack Sainsbury. "Read the German papers, and you'll see that the public in Germany are daily told the actual truth concerning us, while we are deliberately kept in ignorance by the superior cult of khaki." Then he added, "The whole of this system of secrecy, and of playing upon the public mind, must be broken down, otherwise very soon, I fear, the British will believe nothing that is told them. We won't be spoon-fed on tit-bits any more. We are not the pet-dogs of a Hide-the-Truth administration." "That's a bit stiff," declared Trustram with a frown, as befitted an official wearing His Majesty's uniform.