Walker of the Secret ServicePost, Melville Davisson
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Walker of the Secret Service
Post, Melville Davisson
Secret service -- Fiction
“The Viceroy was too ill to rise; but he made a salute in the German
fashion with his hand when Major Dillard entered; and he began at
once to address the American through the Chinese official who
accompanied us, and whose English was as good as my own. He asked
for protection to the Monastery, and a guard; and extending his hand
to the great storeroom through which we had passed, he offered the
American anything that he wished in payment for this protection.
Major Dillard endeavored to explain that the Allied Armies were not
on a quest of loot; but were merely endeavoring to relieve the
legations at Pekin, and establish order in the country; that they
could receive no compensation for this service; and that he would
endeavor to protect the Monastery.
“But he was disturbed about a guard.
“The American Expeditionary Force was not large, and he was easily
able to see the international complications that might arise if he
left here an American guard to clash, perhaps, with the German
division behind him.”
Swank moved slightly in his position against the drum of the
freighter. The ash from the half-burned stogy fell on the white
cotton handkerchief. There came a shadow of interest into his voice.
“At this moment,” he said, “while Major Dillard was engaged with the
difficult problem before him, an extraordinary event occurred. There
was a clamor of voices outside. A Chinese guard hurtled through the
door, and fell on the floor before the Viceroy. There was a sound of
heavy footsteps, the clang of side arms, the echo of guttural
voices, and a moment later a dozen German officers entered the room.
“They were young Prussian under-officers from the portion of the
German company behind the American Division. They stopped inside the
door, lost for a moment in wonder at the very miracle of the thing
they were seeking. Then they noticed Major Dillard standing beside
the Viceroy’s chair. They brought their heels together and made him
a formal military salute; but it was clear they regarded him as of
no particular importance—as merely a soldier from the American
Division to be accorded the usual amenities; but not to be permitted
to interfere with any design they had in mind.
“There followed a brief, verbal passage at arms, with a shattering
dramatic sequel.
“Major Dillard explained that the Monastery was under the protection
of the American Division; that it must not be disturbed; and
requested the German officers to withdraw. They replied with a
courtesy in which there was a high contempt; that as the American
Division had passed on, and the German Company arrived on the
ground, the Monastery was under the _protection_—they got a
sneering, contemptuous note in the word—of the German Expeditionary
Force, and they must insist on their right of control.
“They looked about at the rich loot, the ancient Viceroy, and the
painted women, and what they meant by protection to the monastery
was as clear as light.
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