The Zeppelin Destroyer: Being Some Chapters of Secret HistoryLe Queux, William
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The Zeppelin Destroyer: Being Some Chapters of Secret History
Le Queux, William
War stories; World War, 1914-1918 -- Fiction
"She nearly drove me mad by those fearful ordeals which, in a hundred
ways, she put upon me--always promising to release me if I would but
reveal details of what we had discovered. But I refused--refused
always, Claude--because I knew that she was an enemy, and victory must
be ours if I remained silent. Days--those terrible days--passed--so
many that I lost count of them--yet I knew that the woman with the cruel
eyes of a leopard had dosed me with some drug that sapped my senses, and
she held me irrevocably in her power, prompted no doubt by somebody who
meant to work evil also upon you. In the end I must have lost my
reason. I think she must have given me certain drugs in order to
confuse me as to the past. Then, one day, I found myself in the town of
Grantham, inquiring for the station. I was in a maid's clothes, and in
them I eventually returned to you. And you--Claude--you know all the
rest." And she burst into a torrent of tears.
"Yes," I said slowly. "And that blackguard Lionel Eastwell is the man
who has directed all this intricate and dastardly intrigue against us."
Then I took my love into my arms, and pressing her to me, soothed her
tears with my passionate kisses.
What she had revealed to me amazed me.
In the evening, just after the Sunday-night supper, Benton, the fat old
butler, entered the drawing-room and, approaching me, said:
"Mr Moncrieff is on the telephone, sir."
I sprang up with alacrity and, a few seconds later, spoke to my friend
at the listening-post.
"You there, Munro?" he asked. "We've just had a message to say that
three Zeppelins are crossing the North Sea in the direction of the
Norfolk coast."
"Right!" I said, and shut off at once. There was no time to lose.
In a moment I told them of the alarm. Without much delay Teddy and I
slipped into our air-kit, while Theed, with the machine wheeled out into
the park, reported that all was in readiness.
I met Roseye in the corridor above the central staircase of the great
old-world house, and there kissed her fondly.
"For your dear sake I go, and for the sake of my King and country!" I
whispered. "Good-bye, my darling. Keep a stout heart until you hear of
me again!"
"But--oh!--oh!--I fear, Claude!" she cried anxiously, clinging to me.
"No, my darling. We must, to-day, all make sacrifices. There must be
no fear. I shall be back with you to-morrow."
And then again I kissed her and disengaged those loving, clinging arms
about me.
Five minutes later Teddy and I were away in the air.
The night was dull and overcast with a promise of clearing--yet bitterly
cold.
Of course with our big engine roaring we could hear nothing of the
enemy's approach, but I deemed it wise to rise high and, at the same
time, to follow the railway line from Colchester towards London, because
that, no doubt, was the route which the airships would follow.
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