Do you know, there
isn't a capital in Europe where I can't get disguises, money, passports
within twelve hours if I want them. Oh, you have a bit to learn about
us, you people on the other side! I've crossed the ocean four
times since the war started; I've been in London, Rome, Paris,
Petrograd--pretty much everywhere. I'm getting homesick, though. The
_laissez-passer_ I've picked up, or forged, no matter which, takes
me straight through to the Front; and I've got friends even in the
trenches. Before the Frenchies know it I'll be across no-man's-land and
inside the German lines!"
For a moment, as I listened, I was dangerously near admiring him. He was
certainly exaggerating; but it couldn't all be brag. The life of this
spy of the first water, of international fame, must be rather marvelous;
to defy one's enemies with success, to journey calmly through their
capitals, to stroll undetected among their agents of justice--were not
things any fool could do. He carried his life in his hand, this Franz
von Blenheim. He had courage; he even had genius along his special
lines.
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