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
Pulling up the car, I placed a file, a pair of heavy cutting-pliers, a
piece of asbestos cloth and a short length of copper-wire cable in my
pockets and, with Teddy, wandered through the graveyard in pretence of
inspecting the exterior of the beautiful castellated fabric. By some
arched windows we saw that its earlier portions were undoubtedly Norman,
while others were of the Perpendicular Period. These we examined, and
discussed, in order not to attract the undue attention of anybody in the
vicinity.
We tried all the doors, much gratified, in secret, to find them locked.
It proved the absence of any sexton or cleaner.
During our inspection of the church tower we had noticed the exact spot
where descending from the spire ran the narrow flat strip of copper
connecting the lightning-conductor with its earth-plate. We sauntered
back to that place, where in the angle of the ancient flint wall, beside
one of the heavy buttresses the metal strip went straight down into the
turf. The copper was much oxidised, for it had been placed there many
years ago for the protection of the steeple during thunderstorms.
"We mustn't lose time," I muttered to Teddy.
"Can you see anybody about?"
"No. All's clear," he declared. "I'll watch, while you do it!"
I went quickly across to the wall and at a spot about five feet from the
ground behind a big laurel bush I pulled the strip away from the wall
with my fingers and worked at it with file and pliers, until I had
severed it.
Then, at about a foot nearer the ground, I made a nick in the copper
with my file and bent it until it broke, leaving a portion of the
conductor about a foot long in my hand. This I at once concealed
beneath the bush, while I placed a strip of asbestos cloth against the
wall beneath each of the loose ends of the copper conductor, the latter
holding the protective cloth in position upon the wall. Then, when I
had concluded the work to my satisfaction, I pushed back the shrub so as
to conceal as far as possible the damage to the lightning-conductor, and
rejoined my friend.
"I'm afraid the rector wouldn't much approve of our work--if he knew,"
laughed Teddy, as we returned to the car.
"No," I said, adding, "I suppose you'll spend a pretty quiet day in this
place, won't you?"
"Yes. The George looks comfortable, but not too cheerful," was Teddy's
reply. "What time shall you fly over?"
"Just after ten. The whole village should be in bed by then. You go
out of the hotel just before the place shuts, and wander up here and
watch. Theed, after seeing us off, will jump into the car and come over
for you at once. Meanwhile, after the experiment, you can employ your
time in connecting up the broken conductor with the bit of wire cable.
I've left it all ready under the bush."
"By Jove, Claude!" he said enthusiastically. "I shall be standing there
eager to see whether it sparks across when you turn on the current."
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