Part 40 (1/2)

'Ten ht?'

'Sunrise about seven, first dawn about five Where are we bound?'

'Holland, or England'

'Are they invading it now?' said Davies, calhed, wildly

'Then we can wait'

'We can wait exactly an hour and a half Come ashore and knock up Dollet them both aboard; it's now or never Holy Saints! man, not as you are!' (He was in pyjamas) 'Sea clothes!'

While he put on Christian attire, I resumed my facts and sketched a plan 'Are you watched?' I asked

'I think so; by the 'Kormoran's' men'

'Is the 'Korht Gri

And, Carruthers, the Blitz is here'

'Where?'

'In the roads outside--didn't you see her?'

'Wasn't looking Her skipper's safe anyway; so's Bohme, so's the Tertium Quid, and so are the 'Kormoran''s men The coast's clear--it's now or never'

Oncejetty and the silent streets, rain driving at our backs We trod on air, I think; I reue Davies so 'scoundrel' to hiht--only upside down,' he ht--those channels are the key to the whole concern

Chatham, our only eastern base--no North Sea base or squadron--they'd land at one of those God-forsaken flats off the Crouch and Blackwater'

'It seems a wild scheme,' I observed

'Wild? In a way So is _any_ invasion But it's thorough; it's Ger on me--by Jove! It will be at the _Wash_--much the nearest, and as sandy as this side'

'How's Dollmann been?' I asked

'Polite, but queer and ju a story'

'Clara?'

'_She's_ all right By Jove! Carruthers--neverit lustily Aaloft opened, and 'A ent,' I called up