man　of　action；　the　heroic　warrior；　the　beau　sabreur。
  AUGUSTUS　＇gloomily＇。　Madam；　I　beg！　Please！　My　military　exploits
  are　not　a　pleasant　subject；　unhappily。
  THE　LADY。　Oh；　I　know　I　know。　How　shamefully　you　have　been
  treated！　what　ingratitude！　But　the　country　is　with　you。　The　women
  are　with　you。　Oh；　do　you　think　all　our　hearts　did　not　throb　and
  all　our　nerves　thrill　when　we　heard　how；　when　you　were　ordered　to
  occupy　that　terrible　quarry　in　Hulluch；　and　you　swept　into　it　at
  the　head　of　your　men　like　a　sea…god　riding　on　a　tidal　wave；　you
  suddenly　sprang　over　the　top　shouting　〃To　Berlin！　Forward！〃；
  dashed　at　the　German　army　single…handed；　and　were　cut　off　and
  made　prisoner　by　the　Huns。
  AUGUSTUS。　Yes；　madam；　and　what　was　my　reward？　They　said　I
  had　disobeyed　orders；　and　sent　me　home。　Have　they　forgotten
  Nelson　in　the　Baltic？　Has　any　British　battle　ever　been　won　except
  by　a　bold　initiative？　I　say　nothing　of　professional　jealousy；　it
  exists　in　the　army　as　elsewhere；　but　it　is　a　bitter　thought　to　me
  that　the　recognition　denied　me　by　my　countryor　rather　by　the
  Radical　cabal　in　the　Cabinet　which　pursues　my　family　with
  rancorous　class　hatredthat　this　recognition；　I　say；　came　to　me
  at　the　hands　of　an　enemyof　a　rank　Prussian。
  THE　LADY。　You　don't　say　so！
  AUGUSTUS。　How　else　should　I　be　here　instead　of　starving　to　death
  in　Ruhleben？　Yes；　madam：　the　Colonel　of　the　Pomeranian　regiment
  which　captured　me；　after　learning　what　I　had　done；　and　conversing
  for　an　hour　with　me　on　European　politics　and　military　strategy；
  declared　that　nothing　would　induce　him　to　deprive　my　country　of
  my　services；　and　set　me　free。　I　offered；　of　course；　to　procure
  the　release　in　exchange　of　a　German　officer　of　equal　quality；　but
  he　would　not　hear　of　it。　He　was　kind　enough　to　say　he　could　not
  believe　that　a　German　officer　answering　to　that　description
  existed。　＇With　emotion。＇　I　had　my　first　taste　of　the　ingratitude
  of　my　own　country　as　I　made　my　way　back　to　our　lines。　A　shot　from
  our　front　trench　struck　me　in　the　head。　I　still　carry　the
  flattened　projectile　as　a　trophy　＇he　throws　it　on　the　table；　the
  noise　it　makes　testifies　to　its　weight＇。　Had　it　penetrated　to　the
  brain　I　might　never　have　sat　on　another　Royal　Commission。
  Fortunately　we　have　strong　heads；　we　Highcastles。　Nothing　has
  ever　penetrated　to　our　brains。
  THE　LADY。　How　thrilling！　How　simple！　And　how　tragic！　But　you　will
  forgive　England？　Remember：　England！　Forgive　her。
  AUGUSTUS　＇with　gloomy　magnanimity＇。　It　will　make　no　difference
  whatever　to　my　services　to　my　country。　Though　she　slay　me；　yet
  will　I；　if　not　exactly　trust　in　her；　at　least　take　my　part　in　her
  government。　I　am　ever　at　my　country's　call。　Whether　it　be　the
  embassy　in　a　leading　European　capital；　a　governor…generalship　in
  the　tropics；　or　my　humble　mission　here　to　make　Little　Pifflington
  do　its　bit；　I　am　always　ready　for　the　sacrifice。　Whilst　England
  remains　England；　wherever　there　is　a　public　job　to　be　done　you
  will　find　a　Highcastle　sticking　to　it。　And　now；　madam；　enough　of
  my　tragic　personal　history。　You　have　called　on　business。　What　can
  I　do　for　you？
  THE　LADY。　You　have　relatives　at　the　Foreign　Office；　have　you　not？
  AUGUSTUS　＇haughtily＇。　Madam；　the　Foreign　Office　is　staffed　by　my
  relatives　exclusively。
  THE　LADY。　Has　the　Foreign　Office　warned　you　that　you　are　being
  pursued　by　a　female　spy　who　is　determined　to　obtain　possession　of
  a　certain　list　of　gun　emplacements？
  AUGUSTUS　＇interrupting　her　somewhat　loftily＇。　All　that　is
  perfectly　well　known　to　this　department；　madam。
  THE　LADY　＇surprised　and　rather　indignant＇。　Is　it？　Who　told　you？
  Was　it　one　of　your　German　brothers…in…law？
  AUGUSTUS　＇injured；　remonstrating＇。　I　have　only　three　German
  brothers…in…law；　madam。　Really；　from　your　tone；　one　would　suppose
  that　I　had　several。　Pardon　my　sensitiveness　on　that　subject；　but
  reports　are　continually　being　circulated　that　I　have　been　shot　as
  a　traitor　in　the　courtyard　of　the　Ritz　Hotel　simply　because　I
  have　German　brothers…in…law。　＇With　feeling。＇　If　you　had　a　German
  brother…in…law；　madam；　you　would　know　that　nothing　else　in　the
  world　produces　so　strong　an　anti…German　feeling。　Life　affords　no
  keener　pleasure　than　finding　a　brother…in…law's　name　in　the
  German　casualty　list。
  THE　LADY。　Nobody　knows　that　better　than　I。　Wait　until　you　hear
  what　I　have　come　to　tell　you：　you　will　understand　me　as　no　one
  else　could。　Listen。　This　spy；　this　woman
  AUGUSTUS　＇all　attention＇。　Yes？
  THE　LADY。　She　is　a　German。　A　Hun。
  AUGUSTUS。　Yes；　yes。　She　would　be。　Continue。
  THE　LADY。　She　is　my　sister…in…law。
  AUGUSTUS　＇deferentially＇。　I　see　you　are　well　connected；　madam。
  Proceed。
  THE　LADY。　Need　I　add　that　she　is　my　bitterest　enemy？
  AUGUSTUS。　May　I＇he　proffers　his　hand。　They　shake；　fervently。
  》From　this　moment　onward　Augustus　becomes　more　and　more
  confidential；　gallant；　and　charming。＇
  THE　LADY。　Quite　so。　Well；　she　is　an　intimate　friend　of　your
  brother　at　the　War　Office；　Hungerford　Highcastle；　Blueloo　as　you
  call　him；　I　don't　know　why。
  AUGUSTUS　＇explaining＇。　He　was　originally　called　The　Singing
  Oyster；　because　he　sang　drawing…room　ballads　with　such　an
  extraordinary　absence　of　expression。　He　was　then　called　the　Blue
  Point　for　a　season　or　two。　Finally　he　became　Blueloo。
  THE　LADY。　Oh；　indeed：　I　didn't　know。　Well；　Blueloo　is　simply
  infatuated　with　my　sister…in…law；　and　he　has　rashly　let　out　to
  her　that　this　list　is　in　your　possession。　He　forgot　himself
  because　he　was　in　a　towering　rage　at　its　being　entrusted　to　you：
  his　language　was　terrible。　He　ordered　all　the　guns　to　be　shifted
  at　once。
  AUGUSTUS。　What　on　earth　did　he　do　that　for？
  THE　LADY。　I　can't　imagine。　But　this　I　know。　She　made　a　bet　with
  him　that　she　would　come　down　here　and　obtain　possession　of　that
  list　and　get　clean　away　into　the　street　with　it。　He　took　the　bet
  on　condition　that　she　brought　it　straight　back　to　him　at　the　War
  Office。
  AUGUSTUS。　Good　heavens！　And　you　mean　to　tell　me　that　Blueloo　was
  such　a　dolt　as　to　believe　that　she　could　succeed？　Does　he　take　me
  for　a　fool？
  THE　LADY。　Oh；　impossible！　He　is　jealous　of　your　intellect。　The
  bet　is　an　insult　to　you：　don't　you　feel　that？　After　what　you　have
  done　for　our　country
  AUGUSTUS。　Oh；　never　mind　that。　It　is　the　idiocy　of　the　thing　I
  look　at。　He'll　lose　his　bet；　and　serve　him　right！
  THE　LADY。　You　feel　sure　you　will　be　able　to　resist　the　siren？　I
  warn　you；　she　is　very　fascinating。
  AUGUSTUS。　You　need　have　no　fear；　madam。　I　hope　she　will　come　and
  try　it　on。　Fascination　is　a　game　that　two　can　play　at。　For
  centuries　the　younger　sons　of　the　Highcastles　have　had　nothing　to
  do　but　fascinate　attractive　females　when　they　were　not　sitting　on
  Royal　Commissions　or　on　duty　at　Knightsbridge　barracks。　By　Gad；
  madam；　if　the　siren　comes　here　she　will　meet　her　match。
  THE　LADY。　I　feel　that。　But　if　she　fails　to　seduce　you
  AUGUSTUS　＇blushing＇。　Madam！
  THE　LADY　＇continuing＇from　your　allegiance
  AUGUSTUS。　Oh；　that！
  THE　LADY。　she　will　resort　to　fraud；　to　force；　to　anything。　She
  will　burgle　your　office：　she　will　have　you　attacked　and　garotted
  at　night　in　the　street。
  AUGUSTUS。　Pooh！　I'm　not　afraid。
  THE　LADY。　Oh；　your　courage　will　only　tempt　you　into　danger。　She
  may　get　the　list　after　all。　It　is　true　that　the　guns　are　moved。
  But　she　would　win　her　bet。
  AUGUSTUS　＇cautiously＇。　You　did　not　say　that　the　guns　were　moved。
  You　said　that　Blueloo　had　ordered　them　to　be　moved。
  THE　LADY。　Well；　that　is　the　same　thing；　isn't　it？
  AUGUSTUS。　Not　quiteat　the　War　Office。　No　doubt　those　guns　WILL
  be　moved：　possibly　even　before　the　end　of　the　war。
  THE　LADY。　Then　you　think　they　are　there　still！　But　if　the　German
  War　Office　gets　the　listand　she　will　copy　it　before　she　gives
  it　back　to　Blueloo；　you　may　depend　on　itall　is　lost。
  AUGUSTUS　＇lazily＇。　Well；　I　should　not　go　as　far　as　that。
  ＇Lowering　his　voice。＇　Will　you　swear　to　me　not　to　repeat　what　I
  am　going　to　say　to　you；　for　if　the　British　public　knew　that　I　had
  said　it；　I　should　be　at　once　hounded　down　as　a　pro…German。
  THE　LADY。　I　will　be　silent　as　the　grave。　I　swear　it。
  AUGUSTUS　＇again　taking　it　easily＇。　Well；　our　people　have　for　some
  reason　made　up　their　minds　that　the　German　War　Office　is
  everything　that　our　War　Office　is　notthat　it　carries
  promptitude；　efficiency；　and　organization　to　a　pitch　of
  completeness　and　perfection　that　must　be；　in　my　opinion；
  destructive　to　the　happiness　of　the　staff。　My　own　viewwhich　you
  are　pledged；　remember；　not　to　betrayis　that　the　German　War
  Office　is　no　better　than　any　other　War　Office。　I　found　that
  opinion　on　my　observation　of　the　characters　of　my
  brothers…in…law：　one　of　whom；　by　the　way；　is　on　the　German
  general　staff。　I　am　not　at　all　sure　that　this　list　of　gun
  emplacements　would　receive　the　smallest　attention。　You　see；　there
  are　always　so　many　more　important　things　to　be　attended　to。
  Family　matters；　and　so　on；　you　understand。
  THE　LADY。　Still；　if　a　question　were　asked　in　the　House　of
  Commons
  AUGUSTUS。　The　great　advantage　of　being　at　war；　madam；　is　that
  nobody　takes　the　slightest　notice　of　the　House　of　Commons。　No
  doubt　it　is　sometimes　necessary　for　a　Minister　to　soothe　the　more
  seditious　members　of　that　assembly　by　giving　a　pledge