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  increased his sense of security。 Their presence seemed to afford a feeling
  of security to the prisoner also。 As he brought the car to a halt; he breathed
  a sigh。 It was a sigh of deep relief。
  Jimmie fell from the tonneau。 In concealing his sense of triumph; he
  was not entirety successful。
  〃I got him!〃 he cried。 〃I didn't make no mistake about THIS one!〃
  〃What one?〃 demanded Van Vorst。
  Jimmie      pointed    dramatically      at  his   prisoner。    With    an   anxious
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  expression   the   stranger   was   tenderly   fingering   the   back   of   his   head。   He
  seemed to wish to assure himself that it was still there。
  〃THAT one!〃 cried Jimmie。 〃He's a German spy!〃
  The patience of Judge Van Vorst fell from him。 In his exclamation was
  indignation; anger; reproach。
  〃Jimmie!〃 he cried。
  Jimmie   thrust   into   his   hand   the   map。   It   was   his   〃Exhibit A。〃   〃Look
  what he's wrote;〃 commanded the scout。 〃It's all military words。 And these
  are his glasses。 I took 'em off him。 They're made in GERMANY! I been
  stalking him for a week。 He's a spy!〃
  When Jimmie thrust the map before his face; Van Vorst had glanced at
  it。 Then he   regarded   it   more   closely。 As   he   raised   his   eyes   they  showed
  that he was puzzled。
  But he greeted the prisoner politely。
  〃I'm extremely sorry you've been annoyed;〃 he said。 〃I'm only glad it's
  no   worse。   He   might   have   shot   you。   He's   mad   over   the   idea   that   every
  stranger he sees〃
  The prisoner quickly interrupted。
  〃Please!〃 he begged; 〃Don't blame the boy。 He behaved extremely well。
  Might I speak with youALONE?〃 he asked。
  Judge Van Vorst   led the way  across the   terrace; and to the smoking…
  room;   that   served   also   as   his   office;   and   closed   the   door。   The   stranger
  walked directly to the mantelpiece and put his finger on a gold cup。
  〃I saw your mare win that at Belmont Park;〃 he said。 〃She must have
  been a great loss to you?〃
  〃She   was;〃   said   Van   Vorst。   〃The   week   before   she   broke   her   back;   I
  refused three thousand for her。 Will you have a cigarette?〃
  The stranger waved aside the cigarettes。
  〃I brought you inside;〃 he said; 〃because I didn't want your servants to
  hear; and because I don't want to hurt that boy's feelings。 He's a fine boy;
  and he's a damned clever scout。 I knew he was following me and I threw
  him off twice; but to…day he caught me fair。 If I really had been a German
  spy; I couldn't have got away from him。 And I want him to think he has
  captured a German spy。 Because he deserves just as much credit as though
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  he had; and because it's best he shouldn't know whom he DID capture。〃
  Van   Vorst   pointed   to   the   map。   〃My   bet   is;〃   he   said;   〃that   you're   an
  officer   of   the   State   militia;   taking   notes   for   the   fall   manoeuvres。   Am   I
  right?〃
  The stranger smiled in approval; but shook his head。
  〃You're warm;〃 he said; 〃but it's more serious than manoeuvres。 It's the
  Real Thing。〃 From his pocketbook he took a visiting card and laid it on the
  table。  〃I'm  'Sherry'   McCoy;〃   he   said;  〃Captain   of Artillery  in   the   United
  States Army。〃 He nodded to the hand telephone on the table。
  〃You can call up Governor's Island and get General Wood or his aide;
  Captain   Dorey;   on   the   phone。   They   sent   me   here。   Ask   THEM。   I'm   not
  picking out gun sites for the Germans; I'm picking out positions of defense
  for Americans when the Germans come!〃
  Van Vorst laughed derisively。
  〃My word!〃 he exclaimed。 〃You're as bad as Jimmie!〃
  Captain McCoy regarded him with disfavor。
  〃And     you;    sir;〃  he  retorted;   〃are   as   bad   as  ninety    million    other
  Americans。 You WON'T believe! When the Germans are shelling this hill;
  when they're taking your hunters to pull their cook…wagons; maybe; you'll
  believe THEN。〃
  〃Are you serious?〃 demanded Van Vorst。 〃And you an army officer?〃
  〃That's why I am serious;〃 returned McCoy。 〃WE know。 But when we
  try  to   prepare   for   what   is   coming;   we   must   do   it   secretlyin   underhand
  ways;   for   fear   the   newspapers   will   get   hold   of   it   and   ridicule   us;   and
  accuse us of trying to drag the   country into war。 That's why we have   to
  prepare under cover。 That's why I've had to skulk around these hills like a
  chicken thief。 And;〃 he added sharply; 〃that's why that boy must not know
  who     I  am。   If  he  does;   the   General    Staff   will  get   a  calling   down     at
  Washington; and I'll have my ears boxed。〃
  Van Vorst moved to the door。
  〃He will never learn the truth from me;〃 he said。 〃For I will tell him
  you are  to be shot   at   sunrise。〃      〃Good!〃   laughed the  Captain。  〃And tell
  me his name。 If ever we fight over Westchester County; I want that lad for
  my   chief   of   scouts。   And   give   him   this。   Tell   him   to   buy   a   new   scout
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  uniform。 Tell him it comes from you。〃
  But no money could reconcile Jimmie to the sentence imposed upon
  his captive。 He received the news with a howl of anguish。 〃You mustn't;〃
  he begged; 〃I never knowed you'd shoot him! I wouldn't have caught him;
  if I'd knowed that。 I couldn't sleep if I thought he was going to be shot at
  sunrise。〃   At   the   prospect   of   unending   nightmares   Jimmie's   voice   shook
  with terror。 〃Make it for twenty years;〃 he begged。 〃Make it for ten;〃 he
  coaxed; 〃but; please; promise you won't shoot him。〃
  When Van Vorst returned to Captain McCoy; he was smiling; and the
  butler who followed; bearing a tray and tinkling glasses; was trying not to
  smile。
  〃I gave Jimmie your ten dollars;〃 said Van Vorst; 〃and made it twenty;
  and he has gone home。 You will be glad to hear that he begged me to spare
  your life; and that your sentence has been commuted to twenty years in a
  fortress。 I drink to your good fortune。〃
  〃No!〃 protested Captain McCoy; 〃We will drink to Jimmie!〃
  When Captain McCoy had driven away; and his own car and the golf
  clubs   had   again   been   brought   to   the   steps;   Judge   Van   Vorst   once   more
  attempted to depart; but he was again delayed。
  Other visitors were arriving。
  Up the driveway a touring…car approached; and though it limped on a
  flat   tire;   it   approached   at   reckless   speed。   The   two   men   in   the   front   seat
  were   white   with   dust;   their   faces;   masked   by   automobile   glasses;   were
  indistinguishable。      As   though    preparing    for  an   immediate     exit;  the  car
  swung in a circle until its nose pointed down the driveway up which it had
  just come。 Raising his silk mask the one beside the driver shouted at Judge
  Van   Vorst。   His   throat   was   parched;   his   voice   was   hoarse   and   hot   with
  anger。
  〃A gray touring…car;〃 he shouted。 〃It stopped here。 We saw it from that
  hill。 Then the damn tire burst; and we lost our way。 Where did he go?〃
  〃Who?〃 demanded Van Vorst; stiffly; 〃Captain McCoy?〃
  The man exploded with an oath。 The driver with a shove of his elbow;
  silenced him。
  〃Yes; Captain McCoy;〃 assented the driver eagerly。 〃Which way did he
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  go?〃
  〃To New York;〃 said Van Vorst。
  The driver shrieked at his companion。
  〃Then; he's doubled   back;〃 he cried。  〃He's gone to   New Haven。〃   He
  stooped and threw in the clutch。 The car lurched forward。
  A cold terror swept young Van Vorst。
  〃What do you want with him?〃 he called 〃Who are you?〃
  Over one shoulder the masked face glared at him。 Above the roar of
  the   car   the   words   of   the   driver   were   flung   back。   〃We're   Secret   Service
  from Washington;〃 he shouted。 〃He's from their embassy。 He's a German
  spy!〃
  Leaping   and   throbbing   at   sixty   miles   an   hour;   the   car   vanished   in   a
  curtain of white; whirling dust。
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  CHAPTER 9。 THE CARD…SHARP
  I   had  looked    forward    to  spending   Christmas      with   some   people    in
  Suffolk;   and   every   one   in   L