We hope our Canadian listeners are enjoying the long Dominion Day weekend, but here at SteynOnline, even on national holidays, the lights stay on. We're very proud that this website now offers more free content - in print, audio and video - than at any time in our sixteen-year history. But we also provide some premium extras especially for our Mark Steyn Club members, such as these nightly adaptations of classic fiction. So here we go with the Sunday installment of our current Tale for Our Time, a prototype spy thriller by Erskine Childers set in the early 20th century's long leisurely countdown to global war. In tonight's episode, Carruthers and Davies prepare to leave the German mainland - but under the Kaiser's escort:
The tide was swirling into the harbour in whorls of chocolate froth, and as it rose all Bensersiel, dominated as before by Herr Schenkel, straggled down to the quay to watch the movements of shipping during the transient but momentous hour when the mud-hole was a seaport. The captain's steam-cutter was already afloat, and her sailors busy with sidelights and engines. When it became known that we, too, were to sail, and under such distinguished escort, the excitement intensified.
Again our friend of the Customs was spreading out papers to sign, while a throng of helpful Frisians, headed by the twin giants of the post-boat, thronged our decks and made us ready for sea in their own confused fashion. Again we were carried up to the inn and overwhelmed with advice, and warnings, and farewell toasts. Then back again to find the Dulcibella afloat, and von Brüning just arrived, cursing the weather and the mud, chaffing Davies, genial and débonnaire as ever.
'Stow that mainsail, you won't want it,' he said. 'I'll tow you right out to Spiekeroog. It's your only anchorage for the night in this wind—under the island, near the Blitz, and that would mean a dead beat for you in the dark.'
Members of The Mark Steyn Club can hear me read Part Seventeen of The Riddle of the Sands simply by clicking here and logging-in. Earlier episodes can be found here.
The other day Michael Ainslie, a First Day Founding Member from Minnesota, sent a most discombobulating question, querying not my German but my English:
Is Davies pronounced as you do - Davis - or is the long e as Davies?
Hmm. We may have changed his name for the audio version, in the way that Stevenson's Dr Jeeeeekyll became Dr Jekkkkyll in the movies, or I've got a lot of retakes to do.
In this leg of the voyage, the action is at the top of the map below. First the Dulcibella proceeds from Bensersiel, near Esens on the mainland, to the island of Spiekeroog just north, and thence to Norderney in the west:
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