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Updated: June 17, 2025
"Look quick mind your prisoners." He turned just in time to see the Germans behind him lowering their arms. In another second they would have been on his back. At the sight of his brandished revolver, their arms were quickly raised again. Meanwhile Fleck's men, guided by Jane's light, were laying about them with their rifles clubbed.
He even made a point of arriving that afternoon at the apartment house in the company's repair wagon, the vehicle having been procured through Fleck's assistance. "There's a dangerous short circuit somewhere in the house," he announced to the superintendent's wife. "My husband isn't here," she answered unsuspectingly. "Do you know where the switch-boards are?" "We can find them," said Carter.
Nothing that he did revealed any combination of words that made sense. "Passports," he muttered to himself, "that's it. If there is a message there it must be something about passports." In despair he turned to the other advertisement. It read: Fleck's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he read this advertisement and caught the phrase "wonder-working."
She paused and looked behind her, scanning the pavement on both sides of the street. She was half-hoping that she would discover Carter or some of his men shadowing their quarry, but her hope was vain. There was no one in the block at the moment but herself and Mr. Hoff. If Fleck's men had been watching his movements, the old man certainly seemed to have eluded them. What should she do?
The four from the front, rushing back to aid their comrades in answer to old Otto's cries, found themselves unable to distinguish friend from foe. Fleck's men dared not use their weapons in the darkness. Back and forth through the room the opposing forces struggled, the air thick with cries and muttered oaths, the sound of blows making strange medley with the rapid shuffling of feet.
She could not see that it was any of Chief Fleck's business, nor her country's either, if Frederic Hoff had fallen in love with her. At any rate it would be utterly impossible for her to make any statement about her own feelings toward him. Even in her own heart and mind she was not quite sure what they were. From the first his forceful personality had had great charm for her.
All his affection for the girl had revived at this unexpected sight of her, and with a lover's righteous anxiety he resented Fleck's having exposed her to the probable perils of this expedition to the enemy's secret lair. "They needed me," she said simply, "to show them the way." "That need exists no longer," he protested, "since I am here. The Chief must send you back."
Despite the assurance with which he had spoken Fleck had observed in Frederic an uneasiness, a watchfulness, that none of the others seemed to exhibit. He had the appearance of alertly listening, listening, for what? Fleck's first thought was that he might have overheard the little cry that Jane had inadvertently given, but he quickly dismissed this theory.
Still from Chief Fleck's manner she was certain that he regarded their achievement in locating the place as of the highest importance.
The plotters were at a disadvantage in not realizing how few there were in the attacking party. Fleck's announcement that the house was surrounded had both deceived and disheartened them. When three of their number had been knocked senseless to the floor the others surrendered and joined the group that stood with hands up. To Fleck's amazement it was Frederic Hoff who led in the surrender.
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