L.P.M. : the end of the Great War by J. Stewart (John Stewart) Barney
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show too much when I give my performances for Royalty, you understand;
just enough to scare them to death. And how about the wireless? Did you test that out, and tune it to my instruments, as I asked you?" With a satisfactory answer to this also, he ranged off rapidly into a dozen other inquiries. "Does Lee understand exactly where he is to go, and what he is to do, if by any chance he is discovered there? He does, eh? Well, I don't think he need anticipate the slightest trouble in that regard; but we've got to be prepared for every emergency. "Now, 'Specs,' I want you to get off tomorrow night. Leave enough men about the plant, and have sufficient work going on, so that your absence may not excite comment. Go by way of Canada, and as soon as you are safely out of here, take your time and run no unnecessary risks. As soon as you are settled, communicate with me, once only every day at exactly twelve o'clock Greenwich time, until I answer you. I shall then not communicate with you again until this peace game is up and we are forced to show our hands." He paused a moment as if to make sure that he had overlooked nothing; then resumed his instructions. "Captain Lee's men all understand, I believe, that we are playing for a big stake, and that the work we have on hand is no child's play; but it will do no harm to impress it on them again. I sincerely hope that no rough work will be required; but they may as well realize that I intend to have absolute obedience, and shall not hesitate at the most extreme measures to obtain it. They must be drilled until every man |
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