'Hello, dear!" she called. "So you escaped! Get yourself a plate and join us. The veal44 is Marvelous." "I'll bring you some," said Kirby, hastily rising. "Sit down, Pug." "No, no, Fred. I have to run along." "Oh, dear," Rhoda said. "You're not staying at all?" "No, I just came to tell you I'll be gone overnight, and longer. I'm heading home to pack a bag, and then I'll be off." possibly Palmer Kirby said to him with a stiff smile, "Sorry you can't stay. It's — fine party." 'Make the best of it. You won't find such living in London." "Oh, damn," Rhoda said. Pug bent45 over his wife and kissed her cheek. "Sorry, darling. Enjoy the dance." The figure in blue disappeared among the dancers. Rhoda and Palmer Kirby sat without speaking. The music jazzily blared. Dancers moved past them, sometimes calling to Rhoda, "Lovely party, dear. Marvellous." She was smiling and waving in response when Kirby pushed aside his half-full plate of cooling food. "Well, I leave for New York at seven tomorrow, myself. I'd better turn in. It was an excellent dinner, and a fine concert. Thanks, Rhoda." 'Talmer, I just have to stay another half hour or so." Kirby's face was set, his large brown eyes distant and melancholy46. Rhoda said, "Well, will I see you again before you go to London?" "I'm afraid not." With an alert searching look at him, she deliberately47 wiped her mouth with a napkin. "I'll walk out with you." In the crowded lobby, Rhoda stopped at a full-length mirror. Primping her hair, glancing at Kirby now and then in the glass, she spoke in a tone of the most careless chitchat. "I'm sorry. I meant to tell Pug as soon as he got back. But he had so much to do, with his new job. And he was so relieved to be home. I just couldn't, that's all." Kirby nodded, with a cold expression. She went on, 'All right. Then along came this awful jolt48, ByTon marrying this girl in Lisbon. It took both of us days and days to simmer down. And hard upon that Janice arrived, all pregnant and whatnot. I mean, this close prospect49 of becoming grandparents, for the first timeyou've just got to let me pick my momen dear. It won't be easy at best." "Rhoda, you and Pug have many things that bind50 you together. I fully17 realize it." She turned and looked in his eyes, then went back to her primping.
"Don't we?" He said, frowning at her image in the mirror, "I've been very uncomfortable tonight. I really want to get married again, Rhoda. I've never felt that more strongly than I did at your dinner table." "Palmer, don't give me an ultimatum51, for heaven's sake. I can't be rushed." Rhoda faced him, speaking rapidly, shifting her eyes around the lobby, and smiling at a woman who swished by in trailing orange satin. 'Or rather, do just as you please, dear. Bring back an English wife, why don't you? You'll find dozens of fine women there eager to adore you, and delighted to come to America." "I won't bring home an English wife." He took her hand, glancing up and down her body with a sudden smile. "My God, how pretty you look tonight! And what a fine dinner you put on, and what a grand success this dance is! You're quite a manager. My guess is I won't get back till May. That should be plenty of time, Rhoda. You know it should be. Good-bye." Rhoda went back to the dance, much relieved. That last moment had cleared the air. At least until May, she could go on juggling52. Wearing owlish black-rimmed spectacles, Pamela Tudsbury clattered53 away at a typewriter, in her mauve evening dress and fancy hairdo. A desk lamp lit the machine; the rest of the shabby, windowless little office was in half-darkness. A knock came on the door. "Bless my soul, that was quick!" She opened the door to Victor Henry, in a brown felt hat and brown topcoat, carrying a canvas overnight bag. She walked to a silex steaming on a small table amid piled papers, pamphlets, and technical books. "Black you drink it, with sugar, as I recall. "Good memory." She poured two cups of coffee and settled into the swivel chair by the typewriter. They sipped54, regarding each other in the lamplight. "You look absurd," Pug Henry said. 'Oh, I know, but he wants it by eight in the morning." She took off the glasses and rubbed her eyes. "It was either get up at five, or finish it tonight. I wasn't sleepy, and I hadn't the faintest desire either to dance or to stuff myself." 'What are you working on?" She hesitated, then smiled. "I daresay you know a lot more about it than I do. The annex55 on landing craft." "Oh, yes. That one. Quite a document, eh?" "It seems like sheer fantasy. Can the UnitedStates really develop all those designs and build those thousands of machines by 1943?" 'We can, but I have no reason to think we will. That isn't an operation order. It's a plan." He relished57 being alone with her in this tiny, dreary58, dimly lit office. Pamela's formal half-nudity had a keener if incongruous sweetness here: a bunch of violets, as it were, on a pile of mimeographed memoranda59. He said gruffly, "Well, what's the dope on Ted9 Gallard?" 'I received a letter from his squadron commander only yesterday. It I s quite a long story. The nub of it is that three R.A.F prisoners in his hospital escaped, made their way to the coast, and got picked up and brought home. Teddy was supposed to break out with them. But after your visit he got a room of his own and special surveillance. So he couldn't. They think that by now he's been shipped to Germany and put in a camp for R.A.F prisoners. That's the story. He'll be well treated, simply because we're holding so many Luftwaffe pilots. Still, you can see why I've no particular desire just now to go to posh supper-dances." Victor Henry glanced at the wall clock. "It was my doing, then, that he couldn't get out." "That's ridiculous." 'No, it's a fact. I hesitated before talking to the Luftwaffe about him, you know. I figured it would call attention to him and give him a special status. I wasn't sure whether that would be good or bad. Sometimes it's best to leave things as they fall." "But I asked you to find out what you could about him." "Yes, you did." "You relieved me of a couple of months of agonizing60." He said, "Anyway, it's done. And now you know he's still alive. That's something. I'm very glad to hear it, Pam. Well-I guess I'll go along." "Yes, you did." "Where to?" With a surprised grin, he said, "You know better than that." "You can always just shut me up. You're not leaving the country?" He pointed61 at the small suitcase. "Hardly." 'Because we're finishing up here very soon," she said, (i and in that case I might not see you for a long while." Pug leaned forward, elbows on knees, clasping his hands. He felt little hesitation62 in confiding63 to her things he never told his wife. Pamela was, after all, almost as much of an insider as he was. 'The President's had a bad sinus condition for weeks, Pam. Lately he's been running a fever.
This Lend-Lease hubbub64 isn't helping65 any. He's taking the train to Hyde Park to rest up for a few days, strictly66 on the q.t. I'm to ride with him. It's a big surprise. I thought, and sort of hoped, he'd forgotten me." She laughed. 'You're not very forgettable. You're a legend in Bomber67 Command, you know. The American naval officer who rode a Wellington into the Berlin flak for the fun of it." 'rhat's a laugh," said Pug. 'I was crouching68 on the deck the whole time with my eyes tight shut and my fingers in my ears. I still shudder69 to think what would have happened if I'd been shot down and survived. The U.S. naval attache to Berlin, riding over Germany in a British bomber! Lord almighty70, you were angry at me for going." 'I certainly was." Pug stood, buttoning his coat. "Thanks for the coffee. I've been yearning71 for coffee ever since I had to skip it to put on my monkey suit." 'It was a splendid dinner. Your wife's wonderful, Victor. She manages things so well. The way she picked that bowl out of the air, like a conjurer! And she's so beautiful." "Rhoda's all right. Nobody has to sell Rhoda to me." Pamela put on her glasses and ran a sheet of paper into the typewriter. 'Good-bye, then," Pug said, adding awkwardly, "and maybe I'll see you before you go back home." 'That would be nice." She was peering at scribbled72 papers beside the typewriter. "I've missed you terribly, you know. More so here than in London." Pamela slipped these words out in the quiet manner peculiar73 to her. Victor Henry had his hand on the doorknob. He paused, and cleared his throat. "Well-that's Rhoda's complaint. I get buried in what I'm doing." 'Oh, I realize that." She looked up at him with eyes glistening74 roundly through the lenses. "Well? You don't want to keep the President waiting, Captain Henry." N the dark quiet railroad station, two Secret Service men lifted the President from the limousine75 and set him on his feet. He towered over them in a velvet-collared coat, his big-brimmed soft gray hat pulled low on his head and flapping in the icy wind. Holding one man's arm, leaning on a cane76, he lurched and hobbled toward a railed ramp77, where be drew on gloves and hauled himself up into the rear car, jerking his legs along. Victor Henry, many yards away, could see the huge shoulders heaving under the overcoat. A tall woman with a nodding brown feather in her hat and a fluttering paper in her hand scampered78 up and touched Victor Henry's arm. 'You're to go in the President's car, Captain." Climbing the ramp, Pug realized why the President had put on gloves. The steel rails were so cold, the skin of his hands stuck to them. A steward79 led Victor Henry past a pantry where another steward was rattling80 ice in a cocktailshaker. "You be stayin' in heah, suh. When you ready, de President innite you join him." The room was an ordinary Pullman sleeper81 compartment82. The strong train smell was the same. The green upholstery was dusty and worn. Victor Henry hung coat and cap in a tiny closet, brushed his hair, cleaned his nails, and gave a flick83 of a paper towel to his highly polished shoes. The train started in a slow glide84, with no jolt and no noise. 'Sit down, sit down, Pug!" The President waved from a lounge chair. "What'll you have? Whiskey sours are on the menu, because Harry85 drinks them all night long, but we can fix up almost anything." "Whiskey sour will be fine, Mr. President. Thank you." Harry Hopkins, slouching on a green sofa, said, "Hello, Captain." Though Roosevelt was supposed to be ill, Hopkins looked the worse of the two: lean, sunken-chested, gray of skin. The President's color was high, perhaps feverish86, his black-rimmed eyes were very bright, and a perky red bow tie went well with the gay relaxed look of his massive face. He bulked huge in the chair, though his legs showed so pitiftffly skeletal through the trousers. It crossed Pug's mind that Washington and Lincoln too had been oversized men. "How are you on poetry, Pug?" said the President, in the cultured accents that always sounded a bit affected87 to the Navy man. "Do you know that poem that ends, 'There isn't a train I wouldn't take, no matter where it's going'? Golly, that's the way I feel. just getting on this train has made me feel one hundred percent better." The President put the back of his hand to his mouth, and harshly coughed. "Well, ninety percent. If this were a ship, it would be one hundred percent." "I prefer a ship too, sir." "The old grievance88, eh, sailor?" "No, sir, truly not. I'm quite happy in War Plans." "Are you? Well, I'm glad to hear it. Of course, I haven't the faintest notion of what you're cooking up with those British fellows." 'So I understand, sir." Eyebrows mischievously89 arched, the President went on, 'No, not the foggiest. When your draft that the Secretary of War got yesterday bounces back to Lord Burne-Wilke, and he sees corrections in what looks like my handwriting, that will be an accidental resemblance." "I'll remember that.""Yes, indeed. On the very first page of the forwarding letter, if you recall, there's a sentence that begins, When the United States enters the war." Somebody, with a handwriting just like mine, has crossed out that perfectly91 terrible clause, and written instead, 'In the event that the United States is compelled to enter the war." Small but important change!" A steward passed'a tray of drinks. The President took a tall glass of orange.. "Doctor's orders. Lots and lots of fruit juice. Harry, do you have that ituce. thing with you?" "Right here, Mr. President." "Well, let's get at it. I want to have a snack, and then try to sleep a little-How do you sleep on trains, Pug?" "Fine, sir, if I can just get the heat right. Usually I roast or freeze." The President threw his head back. "Ha, ha! By George, I'll tell you a state secret-the President of the United States has the same trouble! They're building a special armored car for me now. I told them, I said, I don't care about anything else, but that heating system had better work! Harry, let's get in our order for a snack." He glanced at his watch. "Are you hungry, Pug? I am. I'll tell you another state secret. The food at the White House leaves something to be desired. Tell them I want sturgeon and eggs, Harry. I've been thinking of sturgeon and eggs for days." Hopkins went forward. The President's car, so far as Pug could tell, was a regular Pullman lounge car, rearranged to look like a living room. He had expected something more imposing93. Roosevelt leaned one elbow on the chair arm, and rested a hand on his knee, looking out of the window in a calm majestic94 manner. 'I really am feeling better by the minute. I can't tell you how I love being away from the telephone. How are your boys? The naval aviator, and that young submariner?" Victor Henry knew that Roosevelt liked to display his memory, but it still surprised and impressed him. "They're fine, sir, but how do you remember?" The President said with almost boyish gratification, "Oh, a politician has to borrow the virtues95 of the elephant, Pug. The memory, the thick hide, and of course that long inquisitive96 nose! Ha ha ha!" Hopkins returned to the sofa, stooping with fatigue97, zipped open his portfolio98, and handed Captain Henry a document three pages long, with one dark facsin-,ile page attached. "Take a look at this." Pug read the first page with skepticism that shifted to amazement99, while the train wheels gently clack-clacked. He leafed through the sheets and looked from Hopkins to the President, not inclined to speak first. What he held in his hands was a summary from army intelligence sources of a startling German operation order, purportedly100 slipped to a civilian101 in the American embassy in Berlin by anti-Nazi Wehrmacht officers. Pug knew the man well, but his intelligence function was acomplete surprise. Franklin Roosevelt said, "Think it's genuine?" "Well, sir, that photostat of the first page does look like the German military documents I've seen. The headings are right, the look of the typece, the paragraphing, and so forth102." What about the content?" "Well, if that's genuine, Mr. President, it's one incredible intelligence break." The President smiled, with fatigued103 tolerance104 for a minor105 person's naivete. "If is the longest two-letter word in the language." Hopkins said hoarsely106, 'Do the contents seem authentic107 to you?" 'I can't say, sir. I don't know Russian geography that well, to begin with." 'Our Army people find it plausible," Hopkins said. 'y would anybody fake a staggering document like that, Captain? A complete operation order for the invasion of the Soviet108 union, in such massive detail?" Pug thought it over, and spoke carefully. "Well, sir, for one thing they might be hoping to prod109 the Soviet union to mobilize, and so kick off a two-front war. In that case the army might depose110 or kill Hitler. Then again, it could be a plant by German intelligence, to see how much we pass on to the Russians. The possibilities are many." 'That's the trouble," said the President, yawning. "Our ambassador in Russia has begged us not to transmit this thing. He says Moscow is flooded with such stuff. The Russians assume it all emanates111 from British intelligence to start trouble between Stalin and Hitler, so as to get the Germans off England's back." The President coughed heavily for almost a minute. He sat back in his chair, catching112 his breath, looking out at streetlamps of a small town sliding past. He suddenly appeared very bored. Harry Hopkins leaned forward, balancing the drink in both hands. "There's a question about giving this document to the Russian ambassador here in Washington, Pug. Any comment?" Pug hesitated; a political problem like this was not in his reach. President Roosevelt said, with a trace of annoyance113, "Come on, Pug." "I'm for doing it." 'Why?" said Hopkins. "What's there to lose, sir? If this thing turns out to be the McCoy, we'll have scored a big point with the Russkis. If it's a phony, well, so what? They can't be any more suspicious of us than they are." The weary tension of Harry Hopkins's face dissolved in a warm, gentle smile. "I think that's a remarkably114 astute115 answer," he said, "since it's what I said myself." He took the document from Pug and zipped it into the briefcase116. "I'm more than ready to eat that sturgeon and eggs," said Franklin Roosevelt, "if it's cooked.""Let me go and check, Mr. President." Hopkins jumped to his feet. Tossing on the narrow bunk117, Pug sweated and froze in the compartment for an hour or so, fiddling118 with the heat controls in vain. He settled down to freeze, since he slept better in cold air. The slow, even motion of the train began to lull119 him. Rap, rap. 'Suh? The President like to speak to you. You want a robe, suh? The President say not to bother dressing120. just come to his room." "Thanks, I have one." Pug passed shivering from his cold compartment to the President's bedroom, which was far too hot. The famous big-chinned face of Franklin Roosevelt, with the pince-nez glasses and jaunty121 cigarette holder122, looked very strange a slumped123 large body in blue pajamas124 and coffeestained gray sweater. The President'st(on) hin hair was rumpled125, his eyes bleary. He looked like so many old men look in bed: defenseless, shabby, and sad, his personality and dignity stripped from him. There was a smell of medicine in the room. The picture disturbed Victor Henry because the President appeared so vulnerable, unwell, and unimportant; and also because he was only seven, or eight years older than Pug, yet seemed decrepit126. The blue blanket was piled with papers. He was making pencil notes on a sheaf in his hand. "Pug, did I break in on your beauty rest?" "Not at all, sir." "Sit down for a moment, old top." The President removed his glasses with a pinch of two fingers, and vigorously massaged127 his eyes. On the bedside table several medicine bottles tinkled128 as the train clacked over a bumpy129 rail. "Lord, how my eyes itch," he said. "Do yours? Nothing seems to help. And it's always worse when I get these sinus attacks." He clipped papers and dropped them on the blanket. "Something I'promised myself to do-if I find the time, Pug-is to write out memorandumof(ve) thethingsthatcometomeinjusto(ever) ne day. Any day at random130, any twenty-(a) fgur-hour period. You'd be amazed." He slapped at the papers. "It would be a valuable sidelight on history, wouldn't it? For instance. just take tonight's laundry that I've been doing. Vichy France seems about to sign a full alliance with Hitler. Threaten to cut off their food and starve them out? That's what the British advise. Give them even more food, bribe131 them to hold out against Hitler? Our ambassador's idea. But when we send the French more food, the Germans simply swallow up more of what the French produce. So where are you?-Now. Here." He picked lip a clipped document. "The Japanese foreign minister is meeting with Hitler.
You've read about that. What are they up to? Shall we move the Asiatic fleet from Manila to Singapore, to make them think twice about jumping on the French and Dutch East Indies? That's the British idea. Or shall we pull everything in the Pacific all the way back to the west coast, for prudence's sake? That's what my Chief of Naval Operations wants. I'd like your opinion on that, by the way. Here's another touchy132 item-the Azores. Grab them before Hitler invades Portugal and takes them himself? Or if we grab them, will that make him invade Portugal?" The President flipped133 through more papers as though they were butcher and grocer bills. "Oh yes. Selective Service. This is bad. From Stimson. The authorizing134 bill will run out in a few months. We have to start new legislation rolling now. But after the Lend-Lease battle, Congress will be in no mood to extend the draft. And if they don't we'll be militarily helpless.-Morgenthau. Treasury135 is bedevilling me to freeze all the funds of Germany and Italy here, but State says no, we've got four times as much invested in those countries as they've got with us.-Morgenthau again. The British agreed to sell all their investments here to give us their remaining dollars, and Morgenthau told Congress they would, and now the British are dragging their feet. There's ever so much more. that's part of One day's basketful, old chap. I mean, a historian would certainly find a cross section like that interesting, wouldn't he? I had a check made on the papers of Wilson and Lincoln. Nothing like it ever turned up. I am definitely going to do it one day." Roosevelt coughed long and hard, closing his eyes, wincing136, and putting a hand to his back. The gesture threw him off balance in the swaying train, and the large body began to topple over like a tipped barrel. Victor Henry jumped to steady his shoulder, but the President's long powerful arm had caught an edge of the bed. -Thanks, Pug. This train isn't supPOsed to go more than thirty-five miles an hour. They're shading it up there." He rubbed his back. 'I get a stabbing pain when I cough, but Doc McIntyre assures me it's a pulled muscle. just so it isn't pleurisy! I really can't afford pleurisy right now. I'd better have more of that cough medicine. Would you hand me that spoon and that bottle with the red stuff? Thank you, old fellow." The President took a spoonful of the medicine, making a face. Tilting137 his large head to one side in the way all the nightclub clowns imitated, Roosevelt fixed138 the Navy captain with a sharp look from bloodshot eyes. 'Pug, the U-boats keep working westward139 with this new wolf-pack tactic140. The sinkings are outrunning the combined capacity of our yards plus the British yards to buildnew bottoms. You're aware of all that." "I've been hearing plenty about it at our conferences, sir." "You accept the British figures of sinkings?" "Oh, yes, Mr. President." "So do I. The minute Lend-Lease passes, we'll be sending out a vast shipment of stuff. Now, none of that stuff must land on the ocean floor instead of in England. That's terribly important." Roosevelt's offhand141 remark about Lend-Lease surprised Victor Henry, who was deeply worried, as the British were, about the violent debate in the Senate. "You think Lend-Lease will pass, sir?" -Oh, the bill will pass," said the President absently. "But then what? Seventy ships are standing142 by now to be loaded. This shipment simply caimot be scattered143 and sunk by the U-boats, Pug. The British need the stuff. They need even more the morale144 boost of seeing it arrive. The problen, is getting it through as far as Iceland. From there the British can convoy145 them, but not from here to Iceland. They're simply stretched to the breaking point. Well? What do we do?" Victor Henry said uncomfortably, under the President's questioning gaze, "Convoy, sir?" The President heavily shook his head. "You know the answer on that, Pug, as of this moment." In the Lend-Lease fight, the issue of convoying was red-hot. The Lacouture group was screaming that if Lend-Lease passed, the warmongers147 would next demand to convoy the ships that carried the supplies, and that convoy meant immediate148 war with Germany. The President was publicly insisting that American policy would not change in the Atlantic: neutrality patrol," not convoy. Roosevelt's grim flushed face creased149 in the sly mischievous90 look that was becoming familiar to Pug. "I've been thinking, however. Suppose a squadron of destroyers went out on an exercise? Not convoying, you understand. Not convoying at all. just practicing convoy procedures. Just professional drill, you might say. The Navy is always drilling, isn't it? That's your job. Well, suppose they chose to travel with these vesselsstrictly for drill purposes, you understand-just this once? And to avoid difficulties and complications, suppose all this were done highly informally, with no written orders or records? Don't you suppose the U-boats might be a bit discouraged to see sixteen or so Benson-class United States destroyers out there screening those ships?""Discouraged, yes. Still, what happens will depend on their instructions, Mr. President." "They've got instructions not to tangle150 with our warships," Roosevelt said, sounding and looking very hard. "That's obvious." Victor Henry's pulse was quickening. "They've never encountered our destroyers in a convoy screen, sir. Suppose a U-boat closes and fires a torpedo151?" "I don't believe it will happen," Roosevelt said shortly. "The ships may never even be sighted by the Germans before the British take over the convoy. The North Atlantic weather's atrocious now. And most of the U-boat action is still on the other side of Iceland." He was fitting a cigarette in his holder as he spoke. Victor Henry swiftly snapped his lighter152 and offered a flame. "Thanks. This is against doctor's orders, but I need a smoke. Pug, I want this thing done, and I'm thinking you might handle it and go out with the destroyers." Captain Henry swallowed his astonishment153 and said, "Aye aye, sir." 'It's very much like that airplane transfer, which you handled so well. Everything depends on doing it in the calmest, quietest, most unobtrusive way. The point is to make no records, and above all no history, but simply to get those ships silent and safe as far as Iceland. Can it be done?" The Navy captain sat hunched154 for perhaps a minute, looking at the President. "Yes, sir." "With an absolute minimum of people in the know? I haven't even discussed this thing with Harry Hopkins." "Admiral Stark155 and Admiral King would have to know, of course, sir. And Commander, Support Force, and the officer in tactical command of the screen. Everybody else in the exercise will just obey orders." Roosevelt laughed and puffed156 at his cigarette. "Well! If you can keep it down to three admirals and one other officer, that will be swell157. But a lot of personnel will take part in this exercise. There'll be talk." Victor Henry said stonily158, "Not very much." Franklin Roosevelt raised his busby eyebrows. "Mr. President, what do we do if a U-boat does attack? I agree it's unlikely. But suppose it happens?" Roosevelt regarded him through wreathing cigarette smoke. "This is a gamble that it won't happen." "I know that, sir." "You understand that a combat incident destroys the whole purpose the President said, "and you know the other implications." "Yes, sir.""Now tell me," said the President, in a much milder manner, "what do you honestly think of the idea? It's my own. If you think it's bad, say so, but tell me why." Sitting forward hunched, elbows on his knees, ticking off points with an index finger against his other hand, Victor Henry said, "Well, sirto begin with, those U-boat fellows may never see us, as you say. If they do, they'll be surprised. They'll radio for instructions. We may run into a trigger-happy, type, but I doubt it. I know those German submariners. They're excellent professional officers. This is a policy decision that will have to go up to Hitler. That'll take time. I think the ships will get through without incident, Mr. President." "Grand!" "But it'll only work once. It's a policy surprise. It's too risky159 to repeat." Roosevelt sighed and nodded. "That's it. The whole situation is terrible, and some kind of risk has to be taken. The British say that before the next big convoy goes, they'll have many damaged destroyers back in action. We're also giving the Canadians some coast guard cutters-in confidence, Pug-to help close this gap to Iceland. It's this first Lend-Lease shipment that is crucial." The President gathered up the papers stacked around on his blanket. 'Would you put these in that case?" As Victor Henry was closing the dispatch case the President said through a yawn, using both arms to ease himself down into the bed, "How have those conferences with the British been going?" "Excellently, on the whole, Mr. President." The President yawned again. "It was so important to start this pattern of joint160 staff work. I'm very happy about it." He snapped off his bed lamp, leaving the room dimly lit by recessed161 lights in the walls. "They've been giving you some trouble about Singapore, haven't they?" "Actually we just put that issue aside, sir. There was no resolving it." "You can Turn out the lights, Pug. The button's by the door." 'Yes, sir." One blue light, and the President's cigarette end, still glowed in the darkness. His voice came weary and muffled162 from the bed. "We'll run into that time and again. They want to hold on to their Empire, naturally. But the job is to beat Hitler. Those are different undertakings163. They'll insist to the end that they're one and the same. Well-we'll chat again about that exercise in the morning, Pug." The President used his tricky164 word with sardonic165 relish56. "Aye aye, sir."'And when you come back from that little sea jaunt-which you ought to enjoy, for a change-I want you and your wife and family to come to dinner with us. just a little quiet dinner. Mrs. Roosevelt often speaks of you." "Thank you, Mr. President. I'm very honored." "Good-night, old top." The red cigarette end went out in an ashtray166. As Victor Henry put his hand on the doorknob, the President suddenly said, "Pug, the best men I have around me keep urging me to declare war. They say it's inevitable167, and that it's the only way to unite the people and get them to put their backs into the war effort. I suppose you agree with them?" The Navy captain said after a pause, looking at the bulky shadow in blue light, "Yes, Mr. President, I know." It's a bad thing to go to war," said the President. "A very bad thing. If the moment is coming, it isn't here. Meantime I shall just have to go on being called a warmonger146, a coward, and a shillyshallyer, all rolled in one. that's how I earn my salary. Get a good rest, Pug." (from WORLD EMPIRE LOST) Provocation168 in the Atlantic As our U-boat campaign in 1941 began to show better results, Franklin Roosevelt stepped up his countermoves,. Each month brought a new story, undramatic to the newspaper reader but ominous169 to our staff, of bolder and bolder moves by Roosevelt to deny us freedom of the seas. He occupied Greenland, putting the United States Navy astride the convoy routes in the gap between Canadian escorting and British escorting, just where our U-boats were making their best scores. The American admiral, King, arrogantly170 declared that the "Western hemisphere began at the twenty-sixth line of western longitude171." This line took in all the best hunting grounds of the U-boats, including the Bahamas, the Caribbean, and the Azores. The American Navy, in addition to its "neutrality patrol," did some surreptitious convoying, relying on German forbearance and congressional ignorance to get away with such flagrant acts of war. Finally in May the President proclaimed "an unlimited172 national emergency," coming out with sly hints that if things kept going so badly, his countrymen might actually i have to shed a little blood. This was his public justification173 for the ever increasing interfererce on +he side of Englnnd. But long before that, in January, full-scale military staff conferences of the British and United States forces, exceeding in scope anything between Germany and Italy, had already taken place in Washington, in great secrecy174. There it agreed that when global war broke out, "Germanyfirst"wouldbethepolicy.SuchwasA(was) merican neutrality in 1941, and such was Roosevelt's candor175 with his countrymen. All that time he kept flooding them with assurances that they would not have to fight, if only England received enough help. Churchill abetted176 this deception177 with the famous speech ending, "Give us the tools, and we will finish the job," a completely empty and fatuous178 boast, as he well knew.
The American President's worst interference at this time, however, was in the Balkans. The Balkan campaign of 1941 need never have occurred. Winston Churchill and Franklin Roosevelt fanned a manageable political problem into a cruel armed conflict. Yugoslavia's Treachery: The Donovan Mission it is well known that Roosevelt often used informal emissaries to bypass established diplomatic channels and regular government structures. In this way he could perform machinations without responsibility if they miscarried, and without leaving a trail of records. He could also make probes and inquiries179 wthout committing himself. The most celebrated180 of these emissaries was, of course, Harry Hopkins, who helped to form the fateful policy of all-out aid to the Bolsheviks. Lesser181 known was Colonel William Donovan, who later in the war created the notorious OSS spy ring. In March 1941, Donovan paid a visit to Yugoslavia that brought disaster to that country. For an American President to meddle182 in Balkan politics when war was flaming in Greece, in order to pull other countries into the conflict against Germany, was nothing but a war crime. Yet that was Donovan's mission, and it was successful. The war in Greece was not of our doing; it was a miscarried adventure of our cardboard ally, Benito Mussolini. During the summer of 1940, Mussolini had ordered his Libyan troops to invade Egypt, for England was fighting for her life at empire cheaply. home, and he thought ltoly could grab off her Mediterranean183 In October he had also laid on an invasion of Greece, and with typical theatricolity he scheduled it for a day when he met with Adolf Hitler in Florence. He told Hitler nothing about this in advance. Mussolini itched184 to show the Fuhrer that he was not just a hanger-on, but another daring military conqueror185. Unfortunately for him, within a few weeks the small Greek army routed the Italians, chased them into Albania, and captured their army base at Port Edda. With this politico-military disaster, Hitler's fellow dictator stood exposed as an incompetent186 loudmouthed fool. The English in Egypt took heart and also fought back, and at the first hint of British pluck, Mussolini's "indomitable legions" either ran away with unbelievable speed, or surrendered in the finest of holiday spirits. It was a disgraceful display seldom seen in modern warfare187. The Italian army plainly had no heart for the war and counted for nothing. Most of the Italian navy had already been knocked out at anchor in Taranto, back in November. (This fine surprise attack by torpedo planes from British aircraft carriers was successfully imitated later by the Japanese at Pearl Harbor.) Our southern flank therefore stood exposed. Hitler was deeply loyal to Mussolini, his one real ally, and for political reasons he felt the Italian had to be shored up. Also, with our invasion of the Soviet union imminent188, the neutralizing189 of the Balkans on our southern flank was important. The Fuhrer embarked190 on skillful political moves to keep the conflagration191 in Greece localized, planning to snuff it out with a few good German divisions. He wisely seized the Rumanian oil fields and lo,ceti an accommodation with Hungary. He also dictated192 friendly pacts194 with Bulgaria and Yugoslavia,and despite Russian complaints, he moved troops into Bulgaria for the Greek action. All was in readiness for the pacification195 of the Balkans, when Roosevelt's emissary came to Belgrade. The Simovic Cabal196 Winston Churchill had a farfetched vision of drawing neutral Yugoslavia and Turkey into the Greek mess, thus creating a major Balkan front against us, where as usual other people would fight and die for England. Donovan had tried in January to interest the Yuo ,oslav government in Churchill's scheme, but the Prince Regent Paul had shrugged197 off the American meddler198. Donovan had managed, however, to make contact with a conspiracy199 of Serbian military men, led by an air force general, one Simovic. A patchwork200 creation of the Versailles settlement, Yugoslavia was torn by antagonism201 between the groats, who were friendly to the Reich, and the Serbians, our fierce enemies. These Serbion of ricers were quite receptive to the harebrained Churchill plan; it was Serbion hotheads, it will be recalled, who touched off the First World War at Sarajevo. On his visit in March, Donovan found the British scheme in collapse202; for, under severe pressure from the Fuhrer, vugoslovia was joining the Axis203. Roosevelt now sent a stiff message to the Yugoslav government, which history records: "The United States is looking not merely to the present but to the future, and any nation which tamely submits on the grounds of being quickly overrun would receive less sympathy from the world than a nation which resists, even if this resistance continues for on/y a few weeks." Here, in effect, was a command to Yugoslavia from the American President, almost five thousand miles away, to embroil204 itself in war with Germany, on pain of being punished at some future peace treaty if it did not! There are few instances of more callous205 effrontery206 in the chronicles of mankind. The government returned a noble negative reply to the American ambassador, through Prince Paul: "You big notions are hard. You talk of our honor, but You are far away." Now came the turn of the Simovic cabal, provoked and encouraged by American promises. It ramified throughout the Yugoslav armed forces like a cancer, and in an overnight bloodless revolution the conspirators207 deposed208 the government, seized control of the state, and repudiated209 the pact193 with the Axis. Joyous210 street demonstrations211 of Serbians followed, and there was much satisfaction and praise for the "heroic Yugoslavs" in the Western newspapers. "Operation Punishment But all this was short-lived. Adolf Hitler ordered the swift and merciless destruction of Yugoslavia. He could do no less. Successful defiance212 of the Reich by a Balkan cabal would have led to bloody213 revolts throughout our tranquil214 New Order in Europe. A ri,erce bombardment, "Operation Punishment," levelled Belgrade on April 6. The Wehrmacht conquered Yugoslavia in eleven days, at the same time commencing operations in Greece. Hitler partitioned Yugoslavia up among Germany, Italy, and the Balkan allies, and the countryas such ceased to exist (though a Bolshevik partisan215 movement in the mountains remained a nuisance). The unfortunate Yugoslov people thus paid with wholesale216 deaths, a surrendered army, and notional destruction, for the scheming of Churchill and Roosevelt. From a technical viewpoint, the Yugoslavia campaign was admirable. Quick victories always look easy; but the terrain217 is mountainous, and the Yugoslavs had an army of over a million tough men. The Wehrmacht triumphed through the decisiveness of the Fuhrer and the swiftness of the blow. The campaign had to be worked up in Wehrmacht Supreme218 Headquarters in a single sleepless219 night, for, unlike our previous land operations, no planned attack on Yugoslavia lay ready in our files. Still, it was executed to perfection; and incredibly, our casualties were less than six hundred soldiers. Possibly the most banal220 cliche221 about the Second World War is that Hitler lost it by giving vent92 to personal rage against Yugoslavia, thus delaying the attack against the Soviet union for three to five precious weeks, in order to wreak222 vengeance223 on a small harmless neighbor. In point of fact, Hitler's decision was absolutely forced. In planning an attack on Russia, a hostile front in the Balkans on the southern flank, so close to the Rumanian oil fields, could not be tolerated. As for his anger, it was the fuhrer's way of making his generals exert themselves. Though it was uncomfortable to be a target of such displays, the technique worked. The argument about lost time is nugatory224, since weather and ground conditions governed our timetable against Russia. Germany would have been better off, it must be conceded, had Italy never entered the war. There are advantages in keeping one's flanks secured by belts of neutral countries. All Mussolini did was add the two huge Italian and Balkan peninsulas to our negative front. In the end, the decision was fought out on the classical battleground of Europe, the great northern plain between the Volga and the English Channel, where we fatally missed all the vast strength we dissipated southward. The Mediterranean Strategy Still, since the flame of war had despite us jumped south, some of our highest leaders, including Hermann Goering and Admiral Roeder, urged the Fuhrer early in 1941 to strike at England in the Mediterranean by seizing Gibraltar, North Africa, and the Suez Canal. The British were helpless to stop such an attack in force; they were stretched too thin. In this way we could have sealed the southern flank with the impenetrable Sahara Desert. The British sea lines to Africa and Asia would have been cut. The shock to the British morale and supply system might well have brought on the fall of Churchill, and the peace that both we and the British needpd. Hitler was tempted226. But when the Spanish dictator Franco treacherously227 refused to join us inattacking the British-after Germany had won his civil war for him-the Fuhrer lost interest. His heart was in the invasion of Russia. He acted however, with energy and dispatch as events confronted him in North Africa" Yugoslavia, and Greece, while the crucial assault on the Soviet union was being marshalled. Our armed forces triumphed in short order wherever they went, and the history of the time records nothing but glorious German victories, one after the other. Churchill's Disastrous228 Folly229 Winston Churchill helped our cause with a display of strategic ineptness230 equal to Mussolini's. When we entered Greece, the British in Africa were sweeping231 through Libya, Er;tea, and Abyssinia, with the Itcilians everywhere fleeing or giving up. Here was England's chance to wrap up North Africa and secure her Mediterranean lifeline before we could mount an attack. Churchill, however, writes that, though he knew that the British lacked the strength to oppose Germany for long on the Greek peninsula, he felt "honor bound" to help the Greeks. He pulled vital troops out of his triumphant232 African forces, killing233 the momentum234 of their drive, and threw them into Crete and Greece, whence he soon had to withdraw them, crushed and bloodied235, in a "little Dunkirk," for here they were not fighting Italians. The survivors236 who got back to Africa found themselves once more confronting Germans, since meantime Rommel had consolidated237 a landing in Tripoli with his famous Afrika Korps. That spelled the end of the merry British romping238 in Africa. The Americans had to bail239 them out there, as everywhere else "Honor" had nothing to do with Churchill's maladroit240 move. He had an obsession241 about the Balkans, deriving242 from his foscoat Gollipoli ;n World War I. Later in the war this obsession was to estrange243 him from Roosevelt and reduce him to a pathetic hanger-on at the war conferences, fussing vainly at the Russians and Americans about the Balkans, while they coldly went ahead with plans to finish the war on sound strategic lines in the plains of the north. Had Churchill left the Balkans alone and allowed his generals to finish off their African campaign early in 1941, the destruction of Yugoslavia, and the subsequent Allied244 landings in Morocco, Sicily, and Italy, might all have been unnecessary. The war might have been shortened by two years, sparing both sides much horror and bloodshed. But it was not to be. TRANSLATOR'S NOTE-Roon puts an unlikely construction on Colonel Donovan's visits to Yugoslavia. The Simovic revolution was a popular one. Most Yugoslovs were willing to risk Hitler's anger, they paid the price, and they earned the respect of the United States and all the world. Communist Yugoslavia's unique friendly relationship with America today stems from that gallant245 stand in 1941. But even if Roon's assertions about Donovan were factual, it seems unusually obtuse246 to blame the destruction of Yugoslavia on Roosevelt and Churchill, while overlooking the little fact that it was the Germans who fire-bombed Belgrade to ashes, invaded the land, and killed thepeople. it is true that President Roosevelt made occasional use of informal emissaries, but their importance is overrated in melodramatic films and books, as well as in some military history. These men usually performed minor donkeywork, which for reasons of speed or security could not be done as well through regular channels. To class Harry Hopkins or even Colonel Donovan with these anonymous247 smallbore persons is inaccurate248.-V.H. Lend-Lease passed the Senate by sixty votes to thirty-one. Few Americans followed the debate more keenly than Pug Henry. In the visitors' gallery of the Senate, hand cupped to his ear because of the bad acoustics249, he absorbed a new knowledge of how his own government worked. More and more he admired Franklin Roosevelt's ability to drive this balky team. After weeks of wild controversy250, the vote itself went smooth as oil. The last excitement lay in the crushing of trick amendments-Two to one, the Senate voted in Lend-Lease, while the country and the press hardly paid attention. The debate had bored them into indifference251. Yet this vote struck Pug Henry as the key world event since Hitler's smash into Poland. Here in the yeas of sixty elderly voices the tide might be starting to Turn. The President at last had the means to put the United States on a war footing, long before the people were ready to fight. The new factories that must now rise to make Lend-Lease planes and guns, would in time arm the American forces that so far existed only on paper. That same day he was ordered to fly down to the Norfolk Navy Yard and report to Admiral Ernest King-a dragon he had not met before. King had his flag in the Texas. Texas was the first battleship to which Pug had ever reported, shortly after the World War, on just such a raw and blowy March day as this, in this same Navy Yard, and possibly atthis same pier252. With one stack gone, and tripod instead of basket mast, Texas looked much different than in the old coal-burning days. Pug noted253 in the paint and bright work topside an and sepulchral254 cleanliness. The gangway watch, and the sailors working around the old gun turrets255, were starched256 and scrubbed as surgeons. Outside the four-starred door to flag quarters a glittery-eyed marine12 presented arms like a clock striking. King sat behind a desk, showing blue sleeves stiff to the elbow with gold. The bare office was warmed only by a framed picture of Admiral Mayo on the bulkhead. King had a long, thin, deeply scored red face with high cheekbones, a narrow shiny pate225, and a sharp nose. Behind him hung a chart of the Atlantic, with bold black letters in one corner, COMMANDIER-rNrEF, ATL"MC FLEET. He motioned Victor Henry to a seat, tilted257 back his chin, and eyed him. 'I received a telephone call from the chief of Naval Operations yesterday," he commenced in a sandy voice, "that one Captain Victor Henry of War Plans would report to me directly from thePresident of the United States." Henry bobbed his head as though he were an ensign. Silence, and the hum of ventilators. "Well? State your business." The captain told Admiral King what Franklin Roosevelt desired. The admiral calmly smoked a cigarette in a holder, eyes boring at Henry. Then Pug described his plan for executing the President's desires. He talked for six or seven minutes. King's long, weathered face remained immobile and faintly incredulous. "So! You're prepared to get the United States of America into this war all by yourself, are you, Captain?" said Ernest King at last, with gid sarcasm258. "Well, that's one way for an obscure person to go down in history." 'Admiral, it's the President's judgment259 that this exercise will go off without incident." 'So you said. Well, suppose his judgment's wrong? Suppose a U-boat fires a fish at you? What then?" "If we're fired on, sir, why, I propose to fire back. That won't start a war unless Hitler wants war." Ernest King nodded peevishly260. 'Hell, we're in this war, anyway. It doesn't matter too much when or how the whistle blows. The Japanese are going to kick off against us when it suits them and the Germans. Probably when it least suits us. I agree with Mr. Roosevelt that it very likely won't happen now. But how about the battle cruisers? Hey? Thought about them? The Scharnhorst and the Gneisenau? They've picked off more than a hundred thousand tons in the past month." "Yes, sir. I hope the Catalinas will warn us if they're around, so we can evade261." Admiral King said, "That's a big ocean out there. The air patrol can easily miss them." "Well, then, the cruisers can miss us too, Admiral." After another pause, looking Victor Henry over like a dog he was considering buying, King picked up the telephone. "Get me Admiral Bristol.-Henry, you have nothing in writing?" "No, sir." "Very well. You will discontinue all references to the President." "Aye aye, sir." "Hello? Admiral, I'm sending to your office"-King glanced at scrap262 of paper on his desk-"Captain Victor Henry, a special observer from War Plans. C(a) aptain Henry will visit Desron Eight and conduct surprise drills, inspections263, and maneuvers264, to test combat readiness. He is to be regarded as my assistant chief of staff, with appropriate authority.
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226 tempted | |
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236 survivors | |
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243 estrange | |
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244 allied | |
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245 gallant | |
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246 obtuse | |
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247 anonymous | |
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248 inaccurate | |
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249 acoustics | |
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250 controversy | |
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251 indifference | |
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252 pier | |
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253 noted | |
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254 sepulchral | |
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255 turrets | |
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256 starched | |
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257 tilted | |
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258 sarcasm | |
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259 judgment | |
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260 peevishly | |
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261 evade | |
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262 scrap | |
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263 inspections | |
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