“Ach! An English spy!”
“I do not know, Excellence.”
“We ought to know. Why have you not a report of the man’s movements? He admits that he has been in the Wongolo country.”
“Excellence, it is already done.” Schultz hurriedly searched a card index cabinet and handed a document to the lieutenant. “There is Saunders’ report, Excellence; more than six months old.”
Zu Pfeiffer glanced at the page indicated and began to read while the sergeant stood stiffly at attention.
“You may go, sergeant,” announced zu Pfeiffer without looking up. Schultz saluted and departed. [pg 18] Zu [Pfeiffer] finished the report leisurely, put down the paper, and stared meditatively.
No, he decided, as he rose, all the English are spies.