Mr. Standfast by John Buchan
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'And you can't tell me anything more?' 'Nothing as yet. You'll get your instructions soon enough. You know both of us, Hannay, and you know we wouldn't waste the time of a good man on folly. We are going to ask you for something which will make a big call on your patriotism. It will be a difficult and arduous task, and it may be a very grim one before you get to the end of it, but we believe you can do it, and that no one else can ... You know us pretty well. Will you let us judge for you?' I looked at Bullivant's shrewd, kind old face and Macgillivray's steady eyes. These men were my friends and wouldn't play with Me. 'All right,' I said. 'I'm willing. What's the first step?' 'Get out of uniform and forget you ever were a soldier. Change your name. Your old one, Cornelis Brandt, will do, but you'd better spell it "Brand" this time. Remember that you are an engineer just back from South Africa, and that you don't care a rush about the war. You can't understand what all the fools are fighting about, and you think we might have peace at once by a little friendly business talk. You needn't be pro-German - if you like you can be rather severe on the Hun. But you must be in deadly earnest about a speedy peace.' I expect the corners of my mouth fell, for Bullivant burst out laughing. 'Hang it all, man, it's not so difficult. I feel sometimes inclined to |
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