Sant of the Secret Service: Some Revelations of Spies and Spying
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Le Queux William. Sant of the Secret Service: Some Revelations of Spies and Spying
Preface. About Gerry Sant
Chapter One. Espionage in Piccadilly
Chapter Two. Spying on Spies
Chapter Three. Berlin’s Secret Code
Chapter Four. The Hidden Hand in Britain
Chapter Five. The Perfumed Card
Chapter Six. In the “Personal” Column
Chapter Seven. The Elusive Van Rosen
Chapter Eight “One of the Naturalised.”
Chapter Nine. The Secret of the Perfume
Chapter Ten. The Mystery of Blind Heinrich
Chapter Eleven. An Air Raid on London
Chapter Twelve. The Secret of the Ribbon
Chapter Thirteen. How Berlin Obtains Information
Chapter Fourteen. The Great Submarine Plot
Chapter Fifteen. The Real Mr Engström
Chapter Sixteen. In a Tight Corner
Chapter Seventeen “The Plot Revealed.”
Chapter Eighteen. The Mysterious Cylinders
Chapter Nineteen. Spy’s Letter Deciphered
Chapter Twenty. A Message from the Herrengasse
Chapter Twenty One. The Admiral’s Secret
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The place: The kerb in front of the Criterion at Piccadilly Circus. The time: Five minutes past three on a broiling afternoon in July. As an idle lounger, apparently absorbed in contemplation of the ceaseless tide of human traffic that ebbed and flowed, I stood gazing along the famous London thoroughfare. In truth, I was keenly alert to every movement about me, for I had extremely important Secret Service work in hand.
I took out a cigarette, tapped it mechanically, and slowly lit it preparatory to crossing the road to Shaftesbury Avenue, when suddenly, from the procession of hurrying vehicles, a taxi detached itself and drew up to where I stood. I caught a momentary glimpse of a woman’s eager face half shaded by a fashionable hat. The next moment I was seated beside her, and we were bowling smoothly along Piccadilly.
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“I quite understand, Sant,” he said. “Leave matters to me and continue your journey. Bon voyage! I shall read the Matin every day.”
Then I rang off and hurried back to the station, just in time to catch the train as it drew out for the “Côte d’Argent,” “the Silver Coast,” as the French call that beautiful Biscayan seashore between the estuary of the Gironde and the golden sands of Spain.
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