Germans -- England -- Fiction; Spy stories, English; World War, 1914-1918 -- England -- Fiction
The hour at which Alexander was to meet the girl was eight o’clock in
the evening. His table (already booked) was No. 47, which is near the
window facing Piccadilly. I telephoned through to the café and booked
No. 46, for I was anxious to witness the comedy.
All was now moving like clockwork--and let me say that the smoothness
of the arrangements was due largely to the very thorough and
painstaking organisation-work which I had carried out in the piping
days of peace. We Germans have a passion for detail and for
thoroughness and for this reason (apart from the inherent qualities of
simplicity and honesty, apart from the superiority of our kultur and
our lofty idealism) we have been unconquerable throughout the ages.
For example, we had foreseen the necessity in organizing our
Intelligence Department, to employ, not Germans, but subjects of
neutral states wherever possible. People who talk of “German spies” or
“the uninterned German peril” cannot realise that from the moment war
broke out, all Germans, known as such, were under the observation of
the police, and not only the police but their own neighbours. It would
be impossible, as I had foreseen, for such men to offer assistance to
our great and splendid cause, because the least suspicious movement on
their parts would result in their arrest. I have a considerable
respect for the Scotland Yard routine investigation. No, my sirs, you
do us no justice when you talk of “German spies.” Search not for the
“Hun,” as in the bitterness of your impotent rage you call us, but for
the----
I think that I have said that much of my time was taken up by
answering telephone calls.
You must remember that I was in London as the representative of a
Chinese News Bureau. I was also an agent for a firm of importers in
Shanghai. It was therefore only natural that I should be called up all
hours of the day and night with offers of goods.
“I can let you have a hundred and twenty bales of Manchester goods at
125.”
Now 120 and 125 added together make 245, and turning to my “simple
code” to paragraph 245, I find the following:
“2nd Battalion of the Graniteshire Regiment entrained to-day for
embarkation.”
The minor agents carried this code (containing 1,400 simple sentences
to cover all naval or military movements) in a small volume. The code
is printed on one side of very thin paper leaves, and the leaves are
as porous and absorbent as blotting paper.
One blot of ink dropped upon a sheet will obliterate a dozen--a fact
which our careless agents have discovered.
Clipped in the centre of the book (as a pencil is clipped in an
ordinary book) is a tiny tube of the thinnest glass containing a
quantity of black dye-stuff. The agent fearing detection has only to
press the cover of the book sharply and the contents of the book are
reduced to black sodden pulp.
Need I say that this ingenious invention was German in its origin.[2]
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