The Young Wireless Operator—With the U. S. Secret Service: Winning his way in the Secret ServiceTheiss, Lewis E. (Lewis Edwin)
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The Young Wireless Operator—With the U. S. Secret Service: Winning his way in the Secret Service
Theiss, Lewis E. (Lewis Edwin)
Radio -- Juvenile fiction; Secret service -- United States -- Juvenile fiction
“He’s clever all right,” said the Special Agent. “We had almost come
to the conclusion that he couldn’t be carrying the gems himself, but
must be employing a carrier whom we would not suspect. You see, we
have secretly examined his stuff on various occasions. We’ve had
secret agents traveling on the boat with him. We’ve tested his cane
and his umbrella. We’ve emptied his tube of tooth paste. We’ve even
surreptitiously removed the heels of his shoes while he was asleep.
We’ve cut open his soap. We’ve looked in every place we could think
of. That’s probably why the inspector paid no attention to
Simonski’s cane. His canes have been under scrutiny before. But they
seemed to be all right.”
“So did this one,” said Willie. “If it had not been broken, we
should probably never have found the diamonds. The inspector thinks
it was made especially for this trip. It was no patent cane that you
could open and put together again. You’d have had to chop this cane
to get it apart. It had been bored out for a distance lengthwise,
from the bottom up. But the diameter of the hole was small. The
diamonds, with the thinnest of cotton wrappers, could just be
stuffed into it. The end of the opening flared, like the sides of a
long, slender cone. A piece of wood had been fashioned to fit this
opening exactly, and the bottom of this plug was the ferule of the
cane. The plug was glued in tight. It was as solid as veneering on
fine furniture. I believe it could never have been pulled out. There
wasn’t the slightest mark or crack to show that the cane was ever
plugged. It appeared perfectly solid. And it was so slick and fresh
that it must have been newly made.”
“Likely you are correct. He probably got a new cane on each trip.
Doubtless it was done by expert workmen at considerable cost. He
could afford to, according to what the inspectors telephoned me
about the value of the diamonds seized. But I guess Simonski won’t
be buying any more canes soon. He’ll get a prison sentence out of
this. Sheridan told me you were sharp, but when I sent you to the
Majestic I didn’t think that you would really accomplish anything.”
“It was mostly luck,” said Willie. “If the cane had not broken, I
doubt if we should have found the diamonds. You never saw a nicer
piece of work in your life than that cane.”
“Well, luck or no luck, we got Simonski, and that’s the thing we
wanted. The department is immensely pleased.”
The department was no more pleased than Willie was. He was entirely
in earnest when he said that the discovery of the diamonds was due
to luck, for, had not Simonski momentarily lost his self-control and
the cane been broken, it is doubtful if the gems would have been
found. None the less, the seizure helped Willie greatly.
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