It was a grey morning with the wind blowing coldly from the sea. Tup-pence was alone at the far end of the beach.
She took from her bag two letters that she had just called for at a smallnewsagent’s in the town.
They had taken some time in coming since they had been readdressedthere, the second time to a Mrs. Spender. Tuppence liked crossing hertracks. Her children believed her to be in Cornwall with an old aunt.
She opened the first letter.
“Dearest Mother,
“Lots of funny things I could tell you only I mustn’t. We’reputting up a good show, I think. Five German planes be-fore breakfast is today’s market quotation1. Bit of a mess atthe moment and all that, but we’ll get there all right in theend.
“It’s the way they machine-gun the poor civilian2 devils onthe roads that gets me. It makes us all see red. Gus andTrundles want to be remembered to you. They’re still go-ing strong.
“Don’t worry about me. I’m all right. Wouldn’t havemissed this show for the world. Love to old Carrot Top—have the W.O. given him a job yet?
“Yours ever,
“Derek.”
Tuppence’s eyes were very bright and shining as she read and rereadthis.
Then she opened the other letter.
“Dearest Mum,
“How’s old Aunt Gracie? Going strong? I think you’re won-derful to stick it. I couldn’t.
“No news. My job is very interesting, but so hush-hush Ican’t tell you about it. But I really do feel I’m doing some-thing worthwhile. Don’t fret3 about not getting any warwork to do—it’s so silly all these elderly women rushingabout wanting to do things. They only really want peoplewho are young and efficient. I wonder how Carrots is get-ting on at his job up in Scotland? Just filling up forms, Isuppose. Still he’ll be happy to feel he is doing something.
“Lots of love,
“Deborah.”
Tuppence smiled.
She folded the letters, smoothed them lovingly, and then under the shel-ter of a breakwater she struck a match and set them on fire. She waiteduntil they were reduced to ashes.
Taking out her fountain pen and a small writing pad, she wrote rapidly.
“Langherne,
Cornwall.
“Dearest Deb,
“It seems so remote from the war here that I can hardly be-lieve there is a war going on. Very glad to get your letterand know that your work is interesting.
“Aunt Gracie has grown much more feeble and very hazyin her mind. I think she is glad to have me here. She talks agood deal about the old days and sometimes, I think, con-fuses me with my own mother. They are growing more ve-getables than usual — have turned the rose garden intopotatoes. I help old Sikes a bit. It makes me feel I am doingsomething in the war. Your father seems a bit disgruntled,but I think, as you say, he too is glad to be doing some-thing.
“Love from your
“TUPPENNY MOTHER.”
She took a fresh sheet.
“Darling Derek,
“A great comfort to get your letter. Send field postcards of-ten if you haven’t time to write.
“I’ve come down to be with Aunt Gracie a bit. She is veryfeeble. She will talk of you as though you were seven andgave me ten shillings yesterday to send you as a tip.
“I’m still on the shelf and nobody wants my invaluable4 ser-vices! Extraordinary! Your father, as I told you, has got ajob in the Ministry5 of Requirements. He is up north some-where. Better than nothing, but not what he wanted, poorold Carrot Top. Still I suppose we’ve got to be humble6 andtake a back seat and leave the war to you young idiots.
“I won’t say ‘Take care of yourself,’ because I gather thatthe whole point is that you should do just the opposite. Butdon’t go and be stupid.
“Lots of love,
“TUPPENCE.”
She put the letters into envelopes, addressed and stamped them, andposted them on her way back to Sans Souci.
As she reached the bottom of the cliff her attention was caught by twofigures standing7 talking a little way up.
Tuppence stopped dead. It was the same woman she had seen yesterdayand talking to her was Carl von Deinim.
Regretfully Tuppence noted8 the fact that there was no cover. She couldnot get near them unseen and overhear what was being said.
Moreover, at that moment, the young German turned his head and sawher. Rather abruptly9, the two figures parted. The woman came rapidlydown the hill, crossing the road and passing Tuppence on the other side.
Carl von Deinim waited until Tuppence came up to him.
Then, gravely and politely, he wished her good morning.
Tuppence said immediately:
“What a very odd-looking woman that was to whom you were talking,Mr. Deinim.”
“Yes. It is a Central European type. She is a Pole.”
“Really? A—a friend of yours?”
Tuppence’s tone was a very good copy of the inquisitive10 voice of AuntGracie in her younger days.
“Not at all,” said Carl stiffly. “I never saw the woman before.”
“Oh really. I thought—” Tuppence paused artistically11.
“She asked me only for a direction. I speak German to her because shedoes not understand much English.”
“I see. And she was asking the way somewhere?”
“She asked me if I knew a Mrs. Gottlieb near here. I do not, and she saysshe has, perhaps, got the name of the house wrong.”
“I see,” said Tuppence thoughtfully.
Mr. Rosenstein. Mrs. Gottlieb.
She stole a swift glance at Carl von Deinim. He was walking beside herwith a set stiff face.
Tuppence felt a definite suspicion of this strange woman. And she feltalmost convinced that when she had first caught sight of them, the womanand Carl had been already talking some time together.
Carl von Deinim?
Carl and Sheila that morning. “You must be careful.”
Tuppence thought:
“I hope—I hope these young things aren’t in it!”
Soft, she told herself, middle-aged12 and soft! That’s what she was! TheNazi creed14 was a youth creed. Nazi13 agents would in all probability beyoung. Carl and Sheila. Tommy said Sheila wasn’t in it. Yes, but Tommywas a man, and Sheila was beautiful with a queer breathtaking beauty.
Carl and Sheila, and behind them that enigmatic figure: Mrs. Perenna.
Mrs. Perenna, sometimes the voluble commonplace guesthouse hostess,sometimes, for fleeting15 minutes, a tragic16, violent personality.
Tuppence went slowly upstairs to her bedroom.
That evening, when she went to bed, she pulled out the long drawer ofher bureau. At one side of it was a small japanned box with a flimsy cheaplock. Tuppence slipped on gloves, unlocked the box, and opened it. A pileof letters lay inside. On the top was the one received that morning from“Raymond.” Tuppence unfolded it with due precautions.
Then her lips set grimly. There had been an eyelash in the fold of the pa-per this morning. The eyelash was not there now.
She went to the washstand. There was a little bottle labelled innocently:
“Grey powder” with a dose.
Adroitly17 Tuppence dusted a little of the powder on to the letter and on tothe surface of the glossy18 japanned enamel19 of the box.
There were no fingerprints20 on either of them.
Again Tuppence nodded her head with a certain grim satisfaction.
For there should have been fingerprints—her own.
A servant might have read the letters out of curiosity, though it seemedunlikely—certainly unlikely that she should have gone to the trouble offinding a key to fit the box.
But a servant would not think of wiping off fingerprints.
Mrs. Perenna? Sheila? Somebody else? Somebody, at least, who was in-terested in the movements of British armed forces.

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