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
"Not much--only that there Judd, the coastguard from Chapel Point, seems
to be always a passin' or comin' in to smoke--as though he suspects
summat."
"Ah! you're getting nervy again, Tom, I see," laughed Rodwell. "What
the dickens can he suspect if he doesn't see me, and you and Ted are
both discreet and keep still tongues! Why, there's no more respectable
fisherman along the whole coast here than Tom Small," he added.
"Well, sir," replied the old fellow, "I've tried to keep respectable
always, till now. And I wouldn't ha' done this dirty work--no, not for
a fortune, had I known what was intended."
"No, I don't really suppose you would," remarked Rodwell with quiet
sarcasm. "But, having begun, you've got to go on--or else be shot, both
of you, as traitors to your country. Nevertheless, don't let's discuss
that: it serves no purpose. I must get to work. Is the line all in
order?"
"Yes, sir," was the reply. "I tested just before six--as soon as I got
up. Mr Stendel is on duty on the other side. He asked Ted if we'd
seen you lately, and 'e told 'im you 'adn't been down this week."
"Did he want to speak to me?"
"Yes, sir. I think 'e did."
Old Small did not know the Morse code, except the testing signals, but
young Ted had, before the war, been sent for a course to a wireless and
cable-school in Glasgow, on the pretext that he wanted to act as
wireless operator on board a Grimsby trawler. Therefore Ted always
transmitted and received messages.
When they wanted to speak urgently from Wangeroog, the German operator
rang up Ted and informed him. Then Ted would walk into Huttoft, Alford,
Chapel St Leonard's, or one or other of the neighbouring villages where
there was a telegraph-office, and despatch a perfectly innocent-looking
message addressed to either the chauffeur Penney, or to Mrs Kirby, such
as "Received your letter--Small," "My daughter left yesterday--Small,"
"Thanks, am writing--Ted," or "Will send fish to-morrow--T. Small."
The wording of the message did not matter in the least; as long as
Rodwell received the name "Tom," "Ted," or "Small," he knew that he was
wanted at the end of the secret cable.
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