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Updated: June 17, 2025
"Evidently," thought he, "I must definitely abandon the rôle of soldier: the risks are too great: if the military authorities laid me by the heels, it would be all up with Fandor-Vinson!... The real Vinson is certainly in foreign parts by now, and safe from arrest.... I know by sight the head spies at Verdun, the Norbet brothers: the elegant tourist and his car, and that false priest!... I can continue my investigations better in my own shoes, and I can get Juve to help me!"
You shall see what will happen!" Fandor did as directed. "Hold out your hands!" Fandor-Vinson held out his hands. A new fifty-franc note fell into them. "What do you say to that? Is it not a good a perfect imitation?" The red-bearded young man's tone was triumphant. Fandor-Vinson examined it. "That it certainly is," he acquiesced. "Here are more!... Look!... Take them!"
This news perturbed Fandor-Vinson: it was not to his liking. The abbé took him by the arm. "You will excuse my absence this morning? To keep the appointment was impossible.... Ah! Hand me the promised document, will you?... That is it?... Very good.... Thank you!... By the by, Corporal there you see our special train." The priest pointed to a superb motor-car drawn up alongside the pavement.
"We are at your disposal, I and my brother, whenever you have need of us our friends also. They will regret having arrived too late to meet you!... And, Corporal ... we know some officers if you want leave now and again you must let us know will you not?" Corporal Fandor-Vinson said the expected things, and hastened away, glad to be quit of this red-bearded young spy of a printer.
Nine notes fell into the outstretched hands of Corporal Fandor-Vinson of the 257th of the line, stationed at Verdun. Our journalist had sharp eyes. He was no longer puzzling over this performance. "Look here, Corporal! Keep these notes if they amuse you!" said the red-bearded young man, smiling. "You might even try to pass them off, if the joke appeals to you!"
The car was fully supplied with petrol and water was in admirable order. The hotel-keeper was watching him. "If they ask for me," said Fandor-Vinson, "tell them I have gone for a test run, and will be back in three minutes." With that he jumped into his seat, set the car in motion, passed beneath the archway and on to the high road. He turned in the direction of Barentin.
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