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
"My dear Lewin, they would win if they were not so hopelessly
egotistical, and if we had not long foreseen the coming conflict and
Germanised the British political and official life as our first
precaution. In consequence, our victory is assured. Already this
country is in the grip of our German financiers, our pro-German
politicians, labour-leaders, and officials of every class. Our good
German money has not been ill-spent, I can assure you!" she laughed.
"I quite agree. But tell me how you really managed to engineer that
evidence," he asked, much interested.
"Well, after you had given me the correspondence four days ago, I took a
taxi and went down to the City to see my old friend George
Charlesworth," was her reply. "He and I used to be quite old chums a
year ago, when, as you know, he fell into the trap over that other
little matter, and became so useful, though he still remains in entire
ignorance."
"Ah! of course, you know the arrangements of the office. I quite forgot
that."
"Yes. I arrived about five o'clock, just as the old boy was leaving,
and sat in his room while he finished signing his letters. Already most
of the clerks had gone. When he had finished, and all the staff had
left, I lit up a cigarette and begged to be allowed to finish it before
we went out, I having suggested that he should take me to dinner that
night at the Carlton. Suddenly I pretended to grow faint, and asked him
to get me some brandy. In alarm the dear old fellow jumped up quickly,
and ran out to an hotel for some, leaving me in the office alone. Then,
when he'd gone, it didn't take me long to hurry out into the clerks'
office and put the papers in between the leaves of that big green ledger
which I found in the desk at which young Sainsbury had worked--just as
you had described where it would be found."
"Excellent! You are always very 'cute, Molly," he laughed. "I suppose
you quickly recovered when Charlesworth got back with the brandy--eh?"
"Well, I didn't recover too quickly, or the old bird might have grown
suspicious," was her reply.
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