"They even want me to pay
something for my own rifle!"
"And when the time comes," she said thoughtfully, "you will probably be
shot!"
"At least," I said hopefully, "I will shoot a few English first. But it
is true what you say, Madame."
She whispered in my ear.
"The English government," she said, "would give a great deal of money to
the person who told them about that No. 1 Branch. It would be easily
earned; eh?"
I would have risen to my feet, but she pulled me back.
"Do not be foolish, Herr Paul," she said. "What has your country done for
you? When you are older and wiser, you will understand that there is only
one hand worth playing for in the world, and that is your own. I hate all
this talk about patriotism and the Fatherland. They are all very well for
holiday times; but the first thing in the world, and the only thing, is
money. I want it and so do you! Let us earn it together."
I rose slowly to my feet.
"Madame," I said, "permit me to leave. I shall try to forget what you
have suggested. I love my little girl and I love money.
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