“What?”
“I don’t know yet. My informant, who is a junior clerk in one of the departments, would not tell me without payment of a sum of money.”
“Don’t you usually pay for information?”
“Of course — but just a few shillings at a time. This time it is different. He wants twenty guineas, and I don’t have that sum avai
lable.”
“That is a lot of money!”
“I agree. But he has never failed me before.”
“What do you suggest?”
“Pay him. We must take the chance.”
Adams thought for a moment, then nodded. “I will get it from the safe. How do you meet him?”
“He comes to the carriage house at a prearranged time.”
“I must be there,” Adams said firmly.
“He must not see you.” Preston chewed his lip in thought. “It could be done. Get there early, sit in the carriage in the dark. I’ll keep him at the door.”
“Let us do it.”
Adams waited in the carriage, growing more and more unsure of his decision. The man was late, the whole thing might be a plot to embarrass him. He was definitely not acquainted with this kind of occasion. His thoughts spinning, he jumped when there was a sudden loud knocking on the door. He pushed back against the seat, trying to get as close as he could without being seen. There was the squeak of rusty hinges.
“Do you ’ave it?” a cockney voice whispered.
“I do — and it had better be worth it.”
“It is, sir — I swear on my mother’s soul. But let me see it first.”
There was the dull clink of gold against gold and the man’s gasp.
“That’s it, yes it is. You must tell your master that there is an uproar in Parliament, the military, everyone. I hear that they may go to the Queen.”
“About what?”
“We’re not supposed to know, but clerks talk. It seems that the American army has invaded Canada, shot up some soldiers there. There is even talk of war.”
“Names, places?”
“I’ll get them, sir. Tomorrow at this time.”
“Then here is half the money. The rest when we have the details.”
The door closed and Adams emerged from the carriage. “Is he speaking the truth?”
“Undoubtedly.”
Adams was at a loss. “This could not happen, the army would not do a thing like that.”
“The British believe that it happened, that is all we have to know.”
Adams started toward the house, turned back. “Find out when the next mail packet sails. We must get a full report of this to the State Department. As soon as we can.”