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A Letter From Élisabeth-2
"He did," said the colonel, laughing. "All that remained for me to do was to move on to the other observation–post, where the spy's messages were received. There I would learn the essential details which the spy himself did not know; I mean, where the enemy's batteries were hidden. I therefore ran to this place; and it was only on arriving here that I saw those batteries and a whole German brigade posted at the very foot of the church which did the duty of signaling–station." "But that was a mad piece of recklessness! Didn't they fire on you?" "I had put on the spy's clothes, sir, their spy's. I can speak German, I knew the pass–word and only one of them knew the spy and that was the officer on observation–duty. Without the least suspicion, the general commanding the brigade sent me to
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