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A few cautious steps to the right and I touched tufts of marram grass. It was Memmert. I pulled out the chart and refreshed my memory. No! there could be no mistake; keep the sea on my left and I must go right. I followed the ribbon of weed, keeping it just in view, but walking on the verge of the grass for the sake of silence.
'Perhaps, I replied, 'the Elbe, too, holds similar mysteries. Neuerk Island might, for all we knew, be another Memmert; when cruising in that region we had had no eyes for such things, absorbed in a preconceived theory of our own. Besides, we must not take ourselves too seriously.
WE pushed off without a word, and paddled out of sight of the beach. A voice was approaching, hailing us. 'Hail back, whispered Davies; 'pretend we're a galliot. 'Ho-a, I shouted. 'where am I? 'Off Memmert, came back. 'Where are you bound? 'Delfzyl, whispered Davies. 'Delf-zyl, I bawled. A sentence ending with 'anchor' was returned.
I appeal to you, Herr Dollmann, for it was apropos of you. When we fell in with him at Bensersiel, Davies asked him if you were at home, and he said "No." When would you be back? Probably soon; but he did not know when. 'Oh, he said that? said Dollmann. 'Well, only three days later we arrive at Norderney, and find you have returned that very day, but have gone to Memmert.
'You are making a short stay here, then? 'As long as usual. Whether I was right or wrong in my next step I shall never know, but obeying a strong instinct, 'Memmert, I said; 'do tell me more about Memmert. We heard a good deal about it from Commander von Brüning; but 'He was discreet, I expect, said Böhme. 'He left off at the most interesting part.
'Not so loud, you fiend of mischief! He turned his back, and made an irresolute pace or two towards the door, his hands kneading the folds of his dressing-gown as they had kneaded the curtain at Memmert. Twice he began a question and twice broke off.
'This is interesting, said von Brüning, 'in what sense? 'It begins to dawn on me that you made fools of us at Bensersiel. Don't you remember, Davies, what an interest he took in all our doings? I wonder if he feared our exploring propensities might possibly lead us to Memmert? 'Upon my word, this is the blackest ingratitude. I thought I made myself particularly agreeable to you.
Every country with a maritime frontier has, I suppose, secret plans of mobilization for its defence, but they are not such as could be discovered by passing travellers, not such as would warrant stealthy searches, or require for their elaboration so recondite a meeting-place as Memmert. Dollmann was another weak point; Dollmann in England, spying.
As we walked we had tackled the last question, 'What are we to do? and found very little to say on it. Beyond that vagueness and difficulty of every sort. At Norderney I should be fettered by my letter. If it seemed to have been opened and it ordered my return, I was limited to a week, or must risk suspicion by staying. Beyond Norderney lay Memmert. How to probe its secret?
Never once had we seen a lighter in tow in the open sea, though plenty behind the barrier of islands; indeed it was the very existence of the sheltered byways that created such traffic as there was. It was only Grimm's métier and the incubus of the lighter that had suggested Memmert as our destination at all, and I began to doubt it now. That tricky hoop of sand had befooled us before.
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