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1929 · PDF PAGE 12

The Stratagem and Other Stories

…tle. He wished to suggest Plato, and so Socrates; hence I counted A-L-C-I-B-I-A-D-E-S = 10, and thus completely baffled the spy for that day. The following day he rapped out ‘Rahu’ very emphatically, meaning that the next lunar eclipse would be the proper moment for our evasion, and spent the rest of the day in small talk, so as to lull the suspicions of the spy. For three days he had no opportunity of saying anything, being in the hospital with fever. On the fourth day: ‘I have dis- covered that spy is a damned swine of an opium- smoking lieut…

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…to twenty-eight places of decimals. “But hardly had he laid down these bold outlines of his scheme when interruption came. On the fourth day of our intercourse he signalled only ‘Wait. Watch me!’ again and again. “In the evening he manoeuvred to get to the rear of the line of convicts, and only then dragged out ‘There is a traitor, a spy. Henceforth I must find a new means of communicating the details of my plan. I have thought it all out. I shall speak in a sort of rebus, which not even you will be able to understand unless you have all the pi…

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…d to follow my example, and then to explode a dynamite cartridge in my mouth. II In my third year at Newnham I spend four hours of every day at Professor Blair’s house. All other work was neglected, gone through mechanically, if at all. This came about gradually, as the result of an accident. The chemical laboratory has two rooms, one small and capable of being darkened. On this occasion (the May term of my second year) this room was in use. It was the first week of June, and extremely fine. The door was shut. Within was a girl, alone, experime…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 29

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… as easily as a trained deaf-mute can sometimes read the speech of a distant man from the movements of his lips. Gradually as we worked, day by day, I found my grasp of detail ever fuller. It is not only that I could read emotions; I could tell whether he was thinking 3465822 or 3456822. In the year following my illness we made 436 experiments of this kind, each extending over sev- eral hours; in all 9363, with only 122 failures, and these all, without exception, partial. The year following, our experiments were extended to a reading of his dre…

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…h. Twenty-eight closely written notebooks referring to this first period are at the dis- posal of my executors. III In the middle of the day, in my third year, my father was dangerously ill. I bicycled over to Peterborough at once, never thinking of my work. (My father is a canon of Peterborough Cathedral.) On the third day I received a telegram from Professor Blair, “Will you be my wife?” I had never realized myself as a woman, or him as a man, till that moment, and in that moment I knew that I loved him and had always loved him. It was a case…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 8

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… a Warwickshire Higginbotham —I could devise no means of getting into touch with him. He must, however, have divined my wishes; for, one day after he had been about a month upon the is- land (I had been there seven months myself) he stum- bled and fell as if struck by the sun at a moment when I was close to him. And as he lay upon the ground he managed to pinch my ankle three times. I caught his glance—he hinted rather than gave me the sign of rec- ognition of the fraternity of Freemasons. Are you a Ma- son?” “I am Past Provincial Deputy Grand …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 13

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… the fourth of September; their leader divided by the letters of the Vic- tim of the Eighth of Thermidor.’ ‘Crillon was unfortunate that day, though braver than ever.’ “Such were the indications from which I sought to piece together our plan of escape! “Perhaps rather by intuition than by reason, I gath- ered from some two hundred of such clues that the guards Bertrand, Rolland, and Monet, had been bribed, and also promised advancement, and (above all) re- moval from the hated Island, should they connive at our escape. It seemed that the Govern…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 46

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…ed, blasphemed. Things innocent, things happy, things holy! every one unspeakably defiled, loathsome, sickening! During the vigil of the day following I recognized one group. I saw Italy. First the Italy of the map, a booted leg. But this leg changed rapidly through myriad phases. It was in turn the leg of every beast and bird, and in every case each leg was suffering with all diseases from leprosy and elephantiasis to scrofula and syphilis. There was also the consciousness that this was inalienably and for ever part of Arthur. Then Italy itsel…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 16

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…e's got man's clothes on!” The shocking truth must out: Theodore Bugg had come to Paris for Pleasure! He had only been able to spare two days, the Sun- day and Monday of Whitsuntide. He had travelled by the night boat on Saturday, arriving in Paris on Sunday morning—the first step downward! The air of Paris in- toxicated him; the Grands Boulevards ate into his moral fibre like a dragon chewing butter; and though he had not actually ‘been in’ anywhere, he felt the atmosphere of the music-halls as Ulysses heard the Sirens. He was fortunately tied…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 35

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…s illness was the immense prostration. So strong a body, as too often the convulsions gave proof; such inertia with it! He would lie all day like a log; then without warning or ap- parent cause the convulsions would begin. Arthur's steady scientific brain stood it well; it was only two days before his death that delirium began. I was not with him; worn out as I was, and yet utterly unable to sleep, the doctor had insisted on my taking a long motor drive. In the fresh air I slumbered. I awoke to hear an unfamil- iar voice saying in my ear, “Now …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 19

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…e was. And very bold it was, for conscience makes cowards of us all. The secret shame of his orgies! Every week- night—once even on a Sunday!—after everyone had gone to bed, he opened the little safe in the wall at the head of his bed, and drew forth the obscene picture from its envelope marked “In case of my death or dis- ability THIS PACKET is to be DESTROYED UNOPENED. T. Bugg.” Then he would sit, and hold it in his hot hands, and gloat upon the evil thing, lifting it now and again to his mouth to cover it with greedy, slobbering kisses. And …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 4

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…evan was now fairly alarmed. “I am proud of it,” continued Duguesclin. “At the age of twenty-five my blood was more fiery than it is to- day. I married. Four years later I found my wife in the embraces of a neighbour. I slew him. I slew her. I slew our three children, for vipers breed only vipers. I slew the servants; they were accomplices of the adul- tery, or if not, they should at any rate not witness their master’s shame. I slew the gendarmes who came to take me—servile hirelings of a corrupt republic. I set my castle on fire, determined to…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 5

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…into a raging sea of irritation to which the very stings of the mosquitoes and centipedes came as a relief, the interminable task of the day be- neath the broiling sun, the lash on every slightest infrac- tion of the harsh prison rules, or even of the laws of po- liteness toward our warders, men only one degree less damned than we ourselves—all this was nothing. The only amusement of the governors of such a place is cru- elty; and their own discomfort makes them more ingen- ious than all the inquisitors of Spain, than Arabs in their religious f…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 9

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… from the train, had become animated, sparkling, fiery; he was carried away by the excitement of his passionate memories. “On the second day Dodu was able to explain his mind. ‘If we escape, it must be by a stratagem,’ he sig- nalled. It was an obvious remark; but Dodu had no rea-

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1929 · PDF PAGE 42

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…destroy all values for this sense. If I am immortal, what is the difference between a long time and a short time? A thousand years and a day are obviously the same thing from the point of view of “for ever.” There is a subconscious clock in us, a clock wound up by the experience of the race to go for seventy years or so. Five minutes is a very long time to us if we are waiting for an omnibus, an age if we are waiting for a lover, nothing at all if we are pleasantly engaged or sleeping.1 We think of seven years as a long time in connection with …

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1929 · PDF PAGE 14

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…ch Government for rehabilitation. “Such was the simple yet subtle plan of Dodu. Down to the last detail was it perfected—until one fatal day. “The spy, stricken by yellow fever, dropped suddenly dead in the fields before noon ‘Cease work’ had sounded. Instantly, without a moment’s hesitation, Dodu strode across to me and said, at the risk of the lash: ‘The whole plan which I have explained to you in cipher these last four months is a blind. That spy knew all. His lips are sealed in death. I have another plan, the real plan, simpler and surer. I…

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1929 · PDF PAGE 10

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…ink highly of my intelligence. ‘By a stratagem,’ he repeated with emphasis. “ ‘I have a plan,’ he continued. ‘It will take twenty- three days to communicate, if we are not interrupted; between three and four months to prepare; two hours and eight minutes to execute. It is theoretically possible to escape by air, by water, or by earth. But as we are watched day and night, it would be useless to try to drive a tunnel to the mainland; we have no aeroplanes or balloons, or means of making them. But if we could once reach the water’s edge, which we …

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