The Unlikely Spy

Dogherty laughed to himself. "And what am I supposed to do in bloody Berlin?"

 

"You'll be alive, for one thing," Neumann said. "We've left too many footprints and the British aren't stupid, as much as you'd like to believe they are. They'll find you. And when they do they'll march you straight to the gallows."

 

"I've thought of that already. A lot of good men have given their life for the cause. My brother did. And I'm not afraid to give mine."

 

"That's a lovely speech, Sean. But don't be a fool. I'd say you bet on the wrong horse. You wouldn't be dying for the cause, you'd be dying because you engaged in espionage on behalf of the enemy--Nazi Germany. Hitler and his friends don't give a damn about Ireland. And helping them now isn't going to free Northern Ireland from English oppression--not now, not ever. Do you understand me?"

 

Dogherty said nothing.

 

"And there's something else you need to ask yourself. You may be willing to sacrifice your own life, but what about Mary's?"

 

Dogherty looked up at him sharply. "What do you mean?"

 

"Mary knows you were spying for the Abwehr and she knows I was an agent. If the British find out about that, they're not going to be happy, to say the least. She'll go to prison for a very long time--if she's lucky. If she's not lucky, they'll hang her too."

 

Dogherty waved his hand. "They won't touch Mary. She didn't have any part in it."

 

"It's what they call being an accessory, Sean. Mary was an accessory to your espionage."

 

Dogherty walked in silence for a while, thinking over Neumann's words.

 

Finally he said, "What the hell would I do in Germany? I don't want to go to Germany."

 

"Vogel can arrange passage for you to a third country--Portugal or Spain. He might even be able to get you back into Ireland."

 

"Mary will never go. She'll never leave Hampton Sands. If I go with you, I'd have to go on my own--leave her behind to face the bloody British."

 

They arrived at the Hampton Arms pub. Neumann leaned his bicycle against the wall and Dogherty did the same.

 

"Let me think about it tonight," Dogherty said. "I'll talk to Mary and give you an answer in the morning."

 

They went inside the Arms, empty except for the publican, who was behind the bar polishing glasses. A large fire burned on the hearth. Neumann and Dogherty removed their coats, hung them on a row of hooks next to the door, and sat down at the table nearest the fire. There was only one thing on the menu that day, pork pie. They ordered two pies and two glasses of beer. The fire was incredibly hot. Neumann removed his sweater. The publican brought the pies a few minutes later, and they ordered more beer. Neumann had helped Sean repair some fencing that morning, and he was starved. The only time Neumann looked up from his plate was when the door opened and a large man stepped inside. Neumann had seen him around the village and knew who he was. Jenny's father, Martin Colville.

 

Colville ordered whisky and stayed at the bar. Neumann, finishing the last of his pork pie, glanced up at him at regular intervals. He was a large powerful man, with black hair that fell into his eyes and a black beard flecked with gray. His coat was filthy and smelled of motor oil. His huge hands were cracked and permanently soiled. Colville drank the first whisky in one gulp and ordered a second. Neumann ate the last of his pie and lit a cigarette.

 

Colville finished the second whisky and glared in Neumann and Dogherty's direction. "I want you to stay away from my daughter," Colville said. "I hear you two have been seen together around the village, and I'm not happy about it."

 

Dogherty, through clenched teeth, said, "Stay out of it, mate."

 

"Jenny and I spend time together because we're friends," Neumann said. "Nothing more."

 

"You expect me to believe that! You want to get under her skirt. Well, Jenny's not that kind of girl."

 

"Frankly, I don't give a damn what you believe."

 

"I put up with her hanging around Paddy, here, and his wife, but I won't put up with the likes of you. You're no good for her. And if I ever hear about you two being together again"--Colville thrust out his forefinger at Neumann--"I'll be coming after you."

 

Dogherty said, "Just nod and smile and be done with it."

 

"She spends time with Sean and Mary because they care about her. They give her a pleasant, safe home. Which is more than I can say for you."

 

"Jenny's home is none of your affair. Just keep your nose out of it! And if you know what's good for you, you'll stay the fuck away from her!"

 

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