The Spy in Black Page #5

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- Give him a drink; loosen him up a bit.

- I'd rather get to business.

Drink when you can in this job. That's my motto.

May we confine on what rests before us.

All alike, you Germans, one tech mind.

Draw the curtains, get the charts. Let's go.

Here we are. Three years we've been sitting on our bottoms in Keith.

- Met in Jutland.

- That's why you haven't put it out a notice since.

- You mean ...

- All right, we both won.

Point is:
with the fleet around the corner,

and that the large fleet in Scapa watching,

- You couldn't get to the Irish Channel...

- I know that. What's your plan?

Two cruisers squadrons will sweep southward.

I know that too. It is routine.

But wouldn't you give an eye to know when, where & how?

- Do you know?

- Everything except the actual time, and I'll get it.

- Which squads?

- The 1st and 5th.

And the course?

Here it is, pencil line. East of Swona.

If we got submarines to rendez-vous...

- In Sandwick Bay.

- In Sandwick Bay,

- We could bag the lot,

- Exactly.

They may alter the course, but I'll find out.

- From whom?

- My brother. He is flag captain.

- He too...?

- No. It's a case of brotherly trust.

When will this movement take place?

Tomorrow. Next day. Anytime.

But you'll get plenty of notice.

We can't take submarines off blockade duty on suppositions.

Supposition nothing! Those squadrons are going to sail.

- The date?

- I'll get it.

It would be the biggest smash of the war.

Then, we understand each other?

I hope so.

- To our next meeting.

- To our next meeting.

Mind you, behave yourself.

- Mr Ashington, what is your ship?

- The old Warspite.

She won't be going out with the squad?

- She's laid out for repairs, as usual.

- Pity.

You see, children. When look at this

little island of ours, you realize it is...

... the protector of much larger countries and continents.

I know you don't like it but this isn't for a German audience.

- You've almost persuade me to become British.

- What would I say next?

There's the bit about the empire where the sun never sets.

But it needs explain.

Which way it goes? West-East or East-West?

It worries me. I bet children will know.

I shouldn't worry. You can teach them more important things.

How to get to an island guarded like Gibraltar.

How to twist British and German

officers round your little finger.

Lots of things never taught in school.

Doesn't all that belong to evening school for grown-ups?

It is evening, and I am a grown-up.

But you're not one of my pupils.

Tell me:
what became of the real Miss Burnett?

- You know "Red Riding Hood"?

- It had a happy ending...

That's why this story is different.

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