I
warn you that this time our mode of procedure will have to be
radically different from the methods we have pursued on former
occasions. To expend our energies in collecting information at
half a dozen different ports of war will be waste of time. The
direction of the whole of this enterprise lies in the hands of
one man at the Admiralty."
Behrend, who had struck Desmond as a rather taciturn young man,
shook his head dubiously.
"That makes things very difficult," he remarked.
"Wait," replied Mortimer. "I agree, it is very difficult, the
more so as I have reason to believe that the authorities have
discovered the existence of our organization."
Mrs. Malplaquet and Behrend turned to one another simultaneously.
"What did I say?" said Behrend.
"I told you so," said the lady.
"Therefore," Mortimer resumed, "our former activities on the
coast will practically be paralyzed. We shall have to confine our
operations to London while Max and Mr. Behrend here will be
entrusted with the task of getting the news out to our
submarines."
No. 13 broke in excitedly.
"Vork in London, vork in London!" he cried. "It is too dangerous,
my vriend. Vot do I know of London? Portsmouth" (he called it
Portsmouse), Sout'ampton, the Isle of Vight.
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