The key of the letter E was useless,
as he had also expected. But finally, by making himself think in German,
he began to see a light ahead. And after an hour's hard work he gave a cry
of exultation.
"I believe I've got it!" he cried. "Listen and see if this doesn't sound
reasonable!"
"Go ahead!" said Jack and Dick, eagerly.
"Here it is," said Harry. "'Petrol just arranged. Supply on way. Reach Bray
Friday. Von Wedel may come. Red light markers arranged. Ealing Houndsditch
Buckingham Admiralty War Office. Closing.'"
They stared at him, mystified.
"I suppose it does make sense," said Dick. "But what on earth does it mean,
Harry?"
"Oh, can't you see?" cried Harry. "Von Wedel is a commander of some
sort--that's plain, isn't it? And he's to carry out a raid, destroying or
attacking the places that are mentioned! How can he do that? He can't be a
naval commander. He can't be going to lead troops, because we know they
can't land. Then how can he get here? And why should he need petrol?"
They stared at him blankly. Then, suddenly, Dick understood.
"He'll come through the air!" he cried.
"Yes, in one of their big Zeppelins!" said Harry. "I suppose she has been
cruising off the coast. She's served as a wireless relay station, too. The
plant here at Bray Park could reach her, and she could relay the messages
on across the North Sea, to Helgoland or Wilhelmshaven.
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