Spies of the Kaiser: Plotting the Downfall of EnglandLe Queux, William
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Spies of the Kaiser: Plotting the Downfall of England
Le Queux, William
Espionage, German -- Fiction; Great Britain -- History -- Invasions -- Fiction; Intelligence service -- Fiction; Spy stories
The conversation had again turned upon the splendid investment about to
be offered to the British public, whereupon I half suggested that I was
ready to go into the affair myself. Griesbach jumped at the idea, just
as I expected, and handed round the box of crackers. Each of us took
one, in celebration of Christmas, and on their being pulled we
discovered small but really acceptable articles of masculine jewellery
within. My "surprise" was a pair of plain gold sleeve-links, worth fully
three or four pounds, while Ray, with whom I pulled, received a nice
turquoise scarf-pin, an incident which quite reassured him.
Our host refused to take one.
"No," he declared, "they are for you, my dear fellows--all for you."
So again the box was passed round, and four more crackers were taken.
That time Ray's bon-bon contained a tiny gold match-box, while within
mine I found a small charm in the form of a gold enamelled doll to hang
upon one's watch-chain.
As Ray and I pulled my cracker, I had suddenly raised my eyes and caught
sight of the expression upon the face of my friend Engler. It struck me
as very curious. His sallow cheeks were pale, and his dark eyes seemed
starting out of his head with excitement.
"Now, gentlemen," said our genial host, after he had passed the box for
the third time, first to his two compatriots, who handed the remaining
two bon-bons across the table to us, "you have each a final bon-bon. In
one of them there will be found a twenty-mark piece--our German custom.
I suggest, in order to mark this festive occasion, that whoever of you
four obtains the coin shall receive, free of any obligation, five shares
in our new syndicate."
"A most generous proposal!" declared my friend Engler, a sentiment with
which we all agreed.
The two Germans pulled their bon-bons, but were unsuccessful. The
prize--certainly a prize worth winning--now lay between Ray and myself.
At that instant, however, Griesbach rose from the table suddenly,
saying:
"You two gentlemen must settle between yourselves. It lies between you."
And before we were aware of his intention he had passed into the
adjoining room, followed by his two friends.
"Well," I laughed to Ray when we were alone, "here goes. Let's decide
it!" And we both gripped the long green-and-gold cracker. If the coin
were within, then I should receive a very handsome present, worth a
little later on, perhaps, several thousand pounds.
At that instant, however, we were both startled by a loud smashing of
glass in the next room, curses in German and loud shouts in English,
followed by the dull report of a revolver.
We both sprang into the room, and there, to our surprise, found that six
men had entered through the broken French window and were struggling
fiercely with our host and his friends.
"What in the name of Fate does this mean?" I cried, startled and amazed
at that sudden termination to our cosy Christmas dinner.
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