"
"Father" I said, in a tence voice. "I have before this
warned you, but you would not listen, considering me imature and
not knowing a Spy when I see one."
I then told him what I knew about William, but he only
said:
"Well, the only thing that matters is the Password, and
that cannot be stolen. As for William, I have had his record
looked up by the Police, and it is fine. Now go to bed, and send
in the Spy. I want a Scotch and Soda."
APRIL 20TH. Henry and I have searched the Garage, but there
is no Wireless, unless in a Chimney. Henry says this is often
done, by Spies, who raise a Mast out of the chimney by night.
To night I shall watch the Chimney, as there is an ark
light near it, so that it is as bright as Day.
The cook has given notice, as she and William cannot get
along, and as he can only make to salids and those not cared for
by the other servants.
APRIL 27TH. After eight days I am at last alowed this Log
or Journal, being supported with pillows while writing as Doctor
Connor says it will not hurt me.
He has just gone, and I am sure kissed Leila in the hall
while Hannah and the nurse were getting pen, ink, etcetera.
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