The Secrets of the German War OfficeGraves, Armgaard Karl
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The Secrets of the German War Office
Graves, Armgaard Karl
Germany -- Foreign relations -- 1871-1918
"H-m," he said. "That just bears out what we have been able to
ascertain about you. It puzzled us how a man of your known ability
acted the way you did. From the moment you landed in England, all the
time you were doing your work, even after your arrest, in prison and
in court you show a sort of listless, almost an indifferent attitude.
If I may put it this way, you seemed in noways keen to go to extremes
in any possible missions you might have had," he paused. "We think
you could have done more than you did . . . The mildness of your
sentence, has it surprised you?"
I grinned.
"Nothing surprises me, Captain."
His manner became very earnest.
"Supposing," he said, "we show you that it was a _quasi_-deliberate
intention on the part of your employers to have you caught--what
then?"
This did not startle me either. I had an idea of that all along. It
is why I played my cards so quietly, why I did not accomplish in
England everything I had a chance to accomplish. I did not grin this
time.
"Under those circumstances," I said, "I am open to negotiations. But
I am rather deaf and my vision is very much obscured as long as I see
bars in front of my window."
The Captain smiled:
"Well, Doctor, I may see you again soon."
"Captain, I have not the slightest doubt but that you will. But let
it be understood, please, that it's a waste of time as long as I am
behind bars."
"Leave that to me," he said and we shook hands.
I was taken back to my cell. I am frank to admit that I didn't sleep
much for the next two or three nights. All through my trial and in
Barlinney I had been playing a part. When the occasion demanded I
could be as cool as I was with Captain Robinson. But that was a
strain and it took it out of me. During these following days I was
nervous; I had insomnia; I paced my cell at night. The feeling of a
jail is cold and thick.
But as I expected, another week brought Captain Robinson again. This
time it was late in the evening after all the prisons were shut up
tight. The Lieutenant-governor himself took me into the Governor's
office. No other warder or prison official observed us.
"Well, Doctor," was the way Robinson greeted me. "I have something
definite to propose to you. You can be of use to us. You have still
sixteen months of your sentence to serve. Are you willing to give
these sixteen months of your time to us--terms to be agreed upon
later? I am prepared to supply you with proofs that you were
deliberately put away, betrayed by your employers, the German
government."
He did so to my complete satisfaction. As I guessed, I had come to
learn so much of Germany's affairs that I was dangerous. To betray me
in such a way that I would not suspect and squeal was a clever way to
close my mouth for seven years in jail or until the Black Forest plans
had matured.
"How would you suggest that we go about it?" he asked.
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