Frenzied Fiction by Stephen Leacock
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"These, then, are your instructions," said the Baron,
speaking slowly and distinctly, as if to impress his words upon my memory. "On your arrival in the United States you will follow the accredited methods that are known to be used by all the best Spies of the highest diplomacy. You have no doubt read some of the books, almost manuals of instruction, that they have written?" "I have read many of them," I said. "Very well. You will enter, that is to say, enter and move everywhere in the best society. Mark specially, please, that you must not only _enter_ it but you must _move_. You must, if I may put it so, get a move on." I bowed. "You must mix freely with the members of the Cabinet. You must dine with them. This is a most necessary matter and one to be kept well in mind. Dine with them often in such a way as to make yourself familiar to them. Will you do this?" "I will," I said. "Very good. Remember also that in order to mask your purpose you must constantly be seen with the most fashionable and most beautiful women of the American capital. Can you do this?" |
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