"
"How long is this to go on?" Griffiths asked harshly. "I have the
authority here and the power to take that man. These domestic
explanations have nothing to do with the case."
"Excuse me," Sir Henry retorted, with quiet emphasis, "they have a
great deal to do with it."
"I am Commandant of this place--" Griffiths commenced.
"And I possess an authority here which you had better not dispute,"
Sir Henry reminded him sternly.
There was a moment's tense silence. Griffiths set his teeth hard,
but his hand wandered towards the back of his belt.
"I am now," Sir Henry continued, "going to announce to you a piece
of news, over which we shall all be gloating when to-morrow morning's
newspapers are issued, but which is not as yet generally known.
During last night, a considerable squadron of German cruisers managed
to cross the North Sea and found their way to a certain port of
considerable importance to us."
Lessingham started, His face was drawn as though with pain. He had
the air of one who shrinks from the news he is about to hear.
"Incidentally," Sir Henry continued, "three-quarters of the squadron
also found their way to the bottom of the sea, and the other quarter
met our own squadron, lying in wait for their retreat, and will not
return."
Lessingham swayed for a moment upon his feet. One could almost
fancy that Sir Henry's tone was tinged with pity as he turned
towards him.
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