Germans -- England -- Fiction; Spy stories, English; World War, 1914-1918 -- England -- Fiction
It is a well-known fact that long before the famous Tank--that
atrocious and unfair weapon which the English used, contrary to the
laws of the Hague Convention--came upon the scene, secret experiments
were being made. Potsdam had heard of these, and I had received
instructions to prosecute my investigations with the greatest vigour.
Naturally rumours were rife, and there were many mares’ nests before,
by a lucky chance, our good Klein heard of this experimental camp. I
had no difficulty in concocting a story for Mister Haynes. My
suggestion was that he should write an article on the marvellous
mechanical contrivances which the genius of Britain had brought into
being and I despatched him, with Klein, hot upon the scent to
investigate and report.
They left by the night train from Paddington and I saw them off. Klein
was very decorous, the picture of an English gentleman in his check
cap and his long travelling coat, his neat-gloved hands and his
English magazine, and Mister Haynes, as untidy as ever, curled up in
the corner of the carriage and, I should imagine, asleep before he
left the station.
What happened was told me by Klein on the telephone. It was a
happening so disconcerting, so mysterious, that I must confess that I
regarded the unlooked-for outcome of this adventure with more than
ordinary disquietude, even had there not been the more terrible
sequel.
They reached their destination, a small West Country town, in the
early hours of the morning and went to their hotel where they were
joined by Posser, who was working with Klein, and who, deeply
conscious of the importance of finding out details of this particular
machine, had been spending that day in making judicious inquiries.
They had breakfasted together the next morning, when, of course, no
mention was made of the camp or the new armoured car, Klein
introducing Posser as his secretary. I might explain that Klein was
posing as a Swedish mining engineer who had a patent for sale
connected with coal haulage. I had sent Mister Haynes on the same
train and in company with Klein, on the pretext that, as Mr. Klein was
a friend and was going to the same town, they might travel together
and that Mr. Klein might possibly give my reporter certain
introductions which would be useful.
Mister Haynes spoke about his mission quite openly, though Klein
advised him, laughingly, not to mention his business if he wanted to
secure the information he required. Apparently Mister Haynes met with
little success, and came back to the hotel to dinner and said that all
his efforts to induce any of the soldiers attached to the camp to give
him information or to secure admission had been fruitless.
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