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The Assistant Commisioner shook his sup- ported head. "The history of your relations with that useful personage is the only thing that matters just now," he said, closing slowly his weary, deep-set eyes, and then opening them swiftly with a greatly refreshed glance.
" There's nothing official about them," said the Chief Inspector bitterly. " I went into his shop one evening, told him who I was, and re- minded him of our first meeting. He didn't as much as twitch an eyebrow. He said that he was married and settled now, and that all he wanted was not to be interfered in his little business.
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I took it upon myself to promise him that, as long as he didn't go in for anything obviously outrageous, he would be left alone by the police. That was worth something to him, because a word from us to the Custom- House people would have been enough to get some of these packages he gets from Paris and Brussels opened in Dover, with confiscation to follow for certain, and perhaps a prosecution as well at the end of it"
41 That's a very precarious trade/' murmured the Assistant Commissioner. "Why did he go in for that ? "
The Chief Inspector raised scornful eye- brows dispassionately.
"Most likely got a connection friends on the Continent amongst people who deal in such wares. They would be just the sort he would consort with. He's a lazy dog, too like the rest of them."
"What do you get from him in exchange for your protection ? "
The Chief Inspector was not inclined to en- large on the value of Mr Verloc's services.
"He would not be much good to anybody but myself. One has got to know a good deal before- hand to make use of a man like that. I can under- stand the sort of hint he can give. And when I want a hint he can generally furnish it to me."
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The Chief Inspector lost himself suddenly in a discreet reflective mood; and the Assistant Commissioner repressed a smile at the fleeting thought that the reputation of Chief Inspector Heat might possibly have been made in a great part by the Secret Agent Verloc.
" In a more general way of being of use, all our men of the Special Crimes section on duty at Charing Cross and Victoria have orders to take careful notice of anybody they may see with him. He meets the new arrivals frequently, and after- wards keeps track of them. He seems to have been told off for that sort of duty. When I want an address in a hurry, I can always get it from him. Of course, I know how to manage our relations. I haven't seen him to speak to three times in the last two years. I drop him a line, unsigned, and he answers me in the same way at my private address."
From time to time the Assistant Commis- sioner gave an almost imperceptible nod. The Chief Inspector added that he did not suppose Mr Verloc to be deep in the confidence of the prominent members of the Revolutionary Inter- national Council, but that he was generally trusted of that there could be no doubt. " Whenever I've had reason to think there was something in the wind," he concluded,
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" I've always found he could tell me something worth knowing."
The Assistant Commissioner made a signifi- cant remark.
"He failed you this time."
" Neither had I wind of anything in any other way," retorted Chief Inspector Heat. " I asked him nothing, so he could tell me nothing. He isn't one of our men. It isn't as if he were in our pay."
" No," muttered the Assistant Commis- sioner. " He's a spy in the pay of a foreign government We could never confess to him."
" I must do my work in my own way," de- clared the Chief Inspector. "When it comes to that I would deal with the devil himself, and take the consequences. There are things not fit for everybody to know."
"Your idea of secrecy seems to consist in keeping the chief of your department in the dark. That's stretching it perhaps a little too far, isn't it ? He lives over his shop ? "
" Who Verloc ? Oh yes. He lives over his shop. The wife's mother, I fancy, lives with them."
" Is the house watched ? "
"Oh dear, no. It wouldn't do. Certain people who come there are watched. My
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opinion is that he knows nothing of this affair."
" How do you account for this ? " The Assistant Commissioner nodded at the cloth rag lying before him on the table,
" I don't account for it at all, sir. It's simply unaccountable. It can't be explained by what I know." The Chief Inspector made those ad- missions with the frankness of a man whose reputation is established as if on a rock. " At anyrate not at this present moment. I think that the man who had most to do with it will turn out to be -Michaelis."
"You do?*
" Yes, sir ; because I can answer for all the others."
"What about that other man supposed to have escaped from the park ? "
" I should think he's far away by this time," opined the Chief Inspector.
The Assistant Commissioner looked hard at him, and rose suddenly, as though having made up his mind to some course of action. As a matter of fact, he had that very moment suc- cumbed to a fascinating temptation. The Chief Inspector heard himself dismissed with instruc- tions to meet his superior early next morning for further consultation upon the case. He
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listened with an impenetrable face, and walked out of the room with measured steps.
Whatever might have been the plans of the Assistant Commissioner they had nothing to do with that desk work, which was the bane of his existence because of its confined nature and apparent lack of reality. It could not have had, or else the general air of alacrity that came upon the Assistant Commissioner would have been in- explicable. As soon as he was left alone he looked for his hat impulsively, and put it on his head. Having done that, he sat down again to recon- sider the whole matter. But as his mind was already made up, this did not take long. And before Chief Inspector Heat had gone very far on the way home, he also left the building
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Assistant Commissioner walked along a short and narrow street like a wet, muddy trench, then crossing a very broad thorough- fare entered a public edifice, and sought speech with a young private secretary (unpaid) of a great personage.
This fair, smooth-faced young man, whose symmetrically- arranged hair gave him the air of a large and neat schoolboy, met the Assistant Commissioner's request with a doubtful look, and spoke with bated breath
" Would he see you t I don't know about that. He has walked over from the House an hour ago to talk with the permanent Under-Secretary, and now he's ready to walk back again. He might have sent for him ; but he does it for the sake of a little exercise, I suppose. It's all the exercise he can find time for while this session lasts. I don't complain ; I rather enjoy these little strolls. He leans on my arm, and doesn't open, his lips. But, I say, he's very tired, and well not in the sweetest of tempers just now."
" It's in connection with that Greenwich affair."
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"Oh! I say! He's very bitter against you people. But I will go and see, if you insist."
" Do. That's a good fellow/ 1 said the Assist- ant Commissioner.
The unpaid secretary admired this pluck. Composing for himself an innocent face, he opened a door, and went in with the assurance of a nice and privileged child. And presently he reappeared, with a nod to the Assistant Com- missioner, who passing through the same door left open for him, found himself with the great personage in a large room.
Vast in bulk and stature, with a long white face, which, broadened at the base by a big double chin, appeared egg-shaped in the fringe of thin greyish whisker, the great personage seemed an expanding man. Unfortunate from a tailoring point of view, the cross-folds in the middle of a buttoned black coat added to the impression, as if the fastenings of the garment were tried to the utmost. From the head, set upward on a thick neck, the eyes, with puffy lower lids, stared with a haughty droop on each side of a hooked aggressive nose, nobly salient in the vast pale circumference of the face. A shiny silk hat and a pair of worn gloves lying ready on the end of a long table looked expanded too, enormous,
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He stood on the hearthrug in big, roomy boots, and uttered no word of greeting.
" I would like to know if this is the beginning of another dynamite campaign/' he asked at once in a deep, very smooth voice. " Don t go into details. I have no time for that."
The Assistant Commissioner's figure before this big and rustic Presence had the trail slenderness of a reed addresssing an oak. And indeed the unbroken record of that man's descent surpassed in the number of centuries the age of the oldest oak in the country.
" No. As- far as one can be positive about anything I can assure you that it is not."
"Yes. But your idea of assurances over there/' said the great man, with a contemptuous wave of his hand towards a window giving on the broad thoroughfare, " seems to consist mainly in making the Secretary of State look a fool. I have been told positively in this very room less than a month ago that nothing of the sort was even possible."
The Assistant Commissioner glanced in the direction of the window calmly.
" You will allow me to remark, Sir Ethelred, that so far I have had no opportunity to give you assurances of any kind/'
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The haughty droop of the eyes was focussed now upon the Assistant Commissioner.
" True," confessed the deep, smooth voice. " I sent for Heat You are still rather a novice in your new berth. And how are you getting on over there ? "
" I believe I am learning something every day."
" Of course, of course. I hope you will get on."
"Thank you, Sir Ethelred. I've learned something to-day, and even within the last hour or so. There is much in this affair of a kind that does not meet the eye in a usual anarchist outrage, even if one looked into it as deep as can be. That's why I am here."
The great man put his arms akimbo, the backs of his big hands resting on his hips.
"Very well. Go on. Only no details, pray. Spare me the details."
" You shall not be troubled with them, Sir Ethelred," the Assistant Commissioner began, with a calm and untroubled assurance. While he was speaking the hands on the face of the clock behind the great man's back a heavy, glistening affair of massive scrolls in the same dark marble as the mantelpiece, and with a ghostly, evanescent tick had moved through
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the space of seven minutes. He spoke with a studious fidelity to a parenthetical manner, into which every little fact that is, every detail fitted with delightful ease. Not a murmur nor even a movement hinted at interruption. The great Personage might have been the statue of one of his own princely ancestors stripped of a crusader's war harness, and put into an ill-fitting frock coat. The Assistant Commissioner felt as though he were at liberty to talk for an hour. But he kept his head, and at the end of the time mentioned above he broke off with a sudden conclusion, which, reproducing the open- ing statement, pleasantly surprised Sir Ethelred by its apparent swiftness and force.
"The kind of thing which meets us under the surface of this affair, otherwise without gravity, is unusual in this precise form at least and requires special treatment/ 1
The tone of Sir Ethelred was deepened, full of conviction.
" I should think so involving the Am- bassador of a foreign power ! "
"Oh! The Ambassador!" protested the other, erect and slender, allowing himself a mere half smile. " It would be stupid of me to advance anything of the kind. And it is absolutely unnecessary, because if I am right
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in my surmises, whether ambassador or hall porter it's a mere detail."
Sir Ethelred opened a wide mouth, like a cavern, into which the hooked nose seemed anxious to peer ; there came from it a subdued rolling sound, as from a distant organ with the scornful indignation stop.
"No! These people are too impossible. What do they mean by importing their methods of Crim-Tartary here ? A Turk would have more decency."
" You forget, Sir Ethelred, that strictly speak- ing we know nothing positively as yet."
" No ! But how would you define it ? Shortly?"
" Barefaced audacity amounting to childish- ness of a peculiar sort."
"We can't put up with the innocence of nasty little children," said the great and expanded personage, expanding a little more, as it were. The haughty drooping glance struck crushingly the carpet at the Assistant Commissioner's feet. " They'll have to get a hard rap on the knuckles over this affair. We must be in a
position to What is your general idea,
stated shortly ? No need to go into details."
"No, Sir Ethelred. In principle, I should lay it down that the existence of secret agents
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should not be tolerated, as tending to augment the positive dangers of the evil against which they are used. That the spy will fabricate his information is a mere commonplace. But in the sphere of political and revolutionary action, relying partly on violence, the professional spy has every facility to fabricate the very facts themselves, and will spread the double evil of emulation in one direction, and of panic, hasty legislation, unreflecting hate, on the other. However, this is an imperfect world "
The deep-voiced Presence on the hearthrug, motionless, with big elbows stuck out, said hastily :
" Be lucid, please."
"Yes, Sir Ethelred An imperfect
world. Therefore directly the character of this affair suggested itself to me, I thought it should be dealt with with special secrecy, and ventured to come over here."
" That's right," approved the great Person- age, glancing down complacently over his double chin. "I am glad there's somebody over at your shop who thinks that the Secre- tary of State may be trusted now and then."
The Assistant Commissioner had an amused smile.
" I was really thinking that it might be
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better at this stage for Heat to be replaced
by "
"What! Heat? An ass eh? " exclaimed the great man, with distinct animosity.
" Not at all. Pray, Sir Ethelred, don't put that unjust interpretation on my remarks." " Then what ? Too clever by half ? " " Neither at least not as a rule. All the grounds of my surmises I have from him. The only thing I've discovered by myself is that he has been making use of that man privately. Who could blame him ? He's an old police hand. He told me virtually that he must have tools to work with. It occurred to me that this tool should be sur- rendered to the Special Crimes division as a whole, instead of remaining the private property of Chief Inspector Heat. I extend my con- ception of our departmental duties to the suppression of the secret agent. But Chief Inspector Heat is an old departmental hand. He would accuse me of perverting its morality and attacking its efficiency. He would define it bitterly as protection extended to the criminal class of revolutionists. It would mean just that to him."
" Yes. But what do you mean ?"
" I mean to say, first, that there's but poor
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comfort in being able to declare that any given act of violence damaging property or destroy- ing life is not the work of anarchism at all, but of something else altogether some species of authorised scoundrelism. This, I fancy, is much more frequent than we suppose. Next, it's obvious that the existence of these people in the pay of foreign governments destroys in a mea- sure the efficiency of our supervision. A spy of that sort can afford to be more reckless than the most reckless of conspirators. His occupa- tion is free from all restraint. He's without as much faith as is necessary for complete nega- tion, and without that much law as is im- plied in lawlessness. Thirdly, the existence of these spies amongst the revolutionary groups, which we are reproached for harbour- ing here, does away with all certitude. You have received a reassuring statement from Chief Inspector Heat some time ago. It was by no means groundless- and yet this episode happens. I call it an episode, because this affair, I make bold to say, is episodic; it is no part of any general scheme, however wild. The very peculiarities which surprise and per- plex Chief Inspector Heat establish it scharac- ter in my eyes. I am keeping clear of details, Sir Ethelred."