'The Man with the Clubfoot' is one of the most ingenious and sinister secret agents in Europe. It is to him that the task is assigned of regaining possession of an indiscreet letter written by the Kaiser. Desmond Okewood, a young British officer with a genius for secret service work, sets out to thwart this man and, incidentally, discover the whereabouts of his brother.
n purple ink beneath the name and address of Mynheer van Urutius ... that was all.
My heart sank with disappointment and wretchedness as I read the inscription.
Here is the document:
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Herr Willem van Urutius, Automobilgeschäft, Nymwegen. Alexandtr-Straat 81 bis.
Berlin, Iten Juli, 16.
O Eichenholz! O Eichenholz! Wie leer sind deine Blätter.
Wie Achiles in dem Zelte.
Wo zweie sich zanken Erfreut sich der Dritte.
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(Translation.)
Mr. Willem van Urutius, Automobile Agent, Nymwegen. 81 bis Alexander-Straat.
Berlin, 1st July, 16.
O Oak-tree! O Oak-tree, How empty are thy leaves.
Like Achiles in the tent.
When two people fall out The third party rejoices.
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I stared at this nonsensical document in silence. My thoughts were almost too bitter for words.
At last I spoke.
"What's all this rigmarole got to do with Francis, Dicky?" I aske
