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of London--you and your boy too! So remember that--and be very careful to keep a still tongue."

"But I never thought, when that Mr Josephs, up in London, wrote to me sending me a receipt for the money I owed, that I was expected to do all this!" Small protested.

"No, if you had known you would never have done it!" laughed Rodwell. "But Germany is not like your gallant rule-of-thumb England. She leaves nothing to chance, and, knowing the cupidity of men, she takes full advantage of it--as in your case."

"But I can't bear the suspense, sir; I feel--I feel, Mr Rodwell--that I'm suspected--that this house is under suspicion--that--"

"Utter bosh! It's all imagination, Small," Lewin Rodwell interrupted. "They've cut the cable at the Spurn, and that's sufficient. Nobody in England ever dreams that the German Admiralty prepared for this war five years ago, and therefore spliced a second end into the cable."

"Well, I tell you, sir, I heartily wish I'd never had anything to do with this affair," grumbled old Tom.

"And if you hadn't you'd have been in Grimsby Workhouse instead of having six hundred and fifty-five pounds to your credit at the bank in Skegness. You see I know the exact amount. And that amount you have secured by assisting the enemy. I know mine is a somewhat unpalatable remark--but that's the truth, a truth which you and your son Ted, as well as your two brothers must hide--if you don't want to be tried by court-martial and shot as traitors, the whole lot of you."

The old fisherman started at those words, and held his breath.

"We won't say any more, Tom, on that delicate question," Rodwell went on, speaking in a hard, intense voice. "Just keep a dead silence, all of you, and you'll have nothing to fear or regret. If you don't, the punishment will fall upon you; I shall take good care to make myself secure--depend upon that!"

"But can't we leave this cottage? Can't we get away?" implored the old fellow who had innocently fallen into the dastardly web so cleverly spun by the enemy.

"No; you can't. You've accepted German money for five years, and Germany now requires your services," was Rodwell's stern, brutal rejoinder. "Any attempt on your part to back out of your bargain will result in betraying you to your own people. That's plain speaking! You and your son should think it 
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