I Spy

I Spy

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I SPY
BY NATALIE SUMNER LINCOLN
1916

_To MRS. SARAH VAIL GOULD my grandmother to whose affection
belongs many joyous days of childhood at "Oaklands" this book is
offered as a loving tribute to her memory._

CONTENTS
I. AT VICTORIA STATION
II. OUT OF THE VOID
III. POWERS THAT PREY
IV. "SHOULD AULD ACQUAINTANCE BE FORGOT?"

V. AN EVENTFUL EVENING
VI. AT THE CAPITOL
VII. PHANTOM WIRES
VIII. KAISER BLUMEN
IX. THE SPIDER AND THE FLY
X. SISTERS IN UNITY
XI. A MAN IN A HURRY
XII. A SINISTER DISCOVERY
XIII. HIDE AND SEEK
XIV. A QUESTION OF LOYALTY
XV. THE GAME, "I SPY"
XVI. AT THE MORGUE
XVII. CIRCUMSTANTIAL EVIDENCE
XVIII. A PROPOSAL
XIX. THE YELLOW STREAK
XX. THE AWAKENING
XXI. THE FINGER PRINT
XXII. "TRENTON HURRY"
XXIII. IN FULL CRY
XXIV. RETRIBUTIVE JUSTICE

XXV. LOVE PARAMOUNT

LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
"He saw Kathleen quickly palm his place card"
"As Henry pushed back the door, she collapsed into her father's arms"
"'A flash, the rifle's recoil--and Mr. Whitney still standing just where he
was'"
"Whitney paused to snatch up a magnifying glass and by its aid
examined the finger prints"


CHAPTER I
AT VICTORIA STATION
The allied forces, English and French, had been bent backward day by
day, until it seemed as if Paris was fairly within the Germans' grasp.
Bent indeed, but never broken, and with the turning of the tide the
Allied line had rushed forward, and France breathed again.
Two men, seated in a room of the United Service Club in London one
gloomy afternoon in November, 1914, talked over the situation in tones
too low to reach other ears. The older man, Sir Percival Hargraves, had
been bemoaning the fact that England seemed honeycombed by the
German Secret Service, and his nephew, John Hargraves, an officer in
uniform, was attempting to reassure him. It was a farewell meeting, for
the young officer was returning to the front.
"Much good will all this espionage do the Germans," said the young
man. "We are easily holding our own, and with the spring will probably

come our opportunity." He clicked his teeth together. "What price then
all these suspected plots and futile intrigues?"
"Don't be so damned cocksure," rapped out his uncle, his exasperation
showing in heightened color and snapping eyes. "It's that same
cocksureness which has almost brought the British Empire to the very
brink of dissolution."
His nephew smiled tolerantly, and shifted his thickset figure to a more
comfortable position.
"Now, now," he cautioned. "Remember what old Sawbones told you
yesterday about not exciting yourself. Said you weren't to read or talk
about this bally old war. Leave the worrying to Kitchener; he'll see we
chaps do our part."
"If everything were left to Kitchener!" Sir Percival thumped the arm of
his chair. "Some of us would sleep easier in our beds. And I know you
chaps at the front will do your part. Would to God I could be with
you!" glancing at his shrunken and useless left leg. "If I could only take
a pot at the beggars!"
"According to your belief the firing line will shortly be on English
soil," chaffed his nephew, avoiding looking at his companion. He knew
the tragic circumstances surrounding his uncle's maimed condition, and
wished to avoid anything touching upon sentiment.
"If the plans to undermine England's home government are perfected
and carried out, every man, woman and child will have to band together
to repel invasion." Sir Percival