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 The

 International Spy

 BEING THE SECRET HISTORY
 OF THE RUSSO-JAPANESE WAR

 BY

 ALLEN UPWARD

 ("_Monsieur A. V._")

 AUTHOR OF "UNDERGROUND HISTORY," ETC.

 M. A. DONOHUE & COMPANY

 CHICAGO  NEW YORK




 COPYRIGHT, 1904, 1905, BY

 THE PEARSON PUBLISHING CO.

 COPYRIGHT, 1905, BY

 G. W. DILLINGHAM COMPANY.

 _Entered at Stationers' Hall._

 The International Spy.

 Made in U. S. A.




CONTENTS


 CHAPTER                                               PAGE

         PROLOGUE--THE TWO EMPRESSES                     9

      I. THE INSTRUCTIONS OF MONSIEUR V----             17

     II. THE PRINCESS Y----'S HINT                      24

    III. THE HEAD OF THE MANCHURIAN SYNDICATE           36

     IV. THE CZAR'S AUTOGRAPH                           45

      V. A DINNER WITH THE ENEMY                        54

     VI. DRUGGED AND KIDNAPPED                          63

    VII. THE RACE FOR SIBERIA                           71

   VIII. THE CZAR'S MESSAGE                             76

     IX. THE BETROTHAL OF DELILAH                       87

      X. THE ANSWER OF THE MIKADO                       96

     XI. WHO SMOKED THE GREGORIDES BRAND               107

    XII. THE SECRET SERVICE OF JAPAN                   113

   XIII. HIS IMPERIAL HIGHNESS                         123

    XIV. THE SUBMARINE MINE                            130

     XV. THE ADVISOR OF NICHOLAS II                    139

    XVI. A STRANGE CONFESSION                          145

   XVII. A SUPERNATURAL INCIDENT                       159

  XVIII. THE MYSTERY OF A WOMAN                        169

    XIX. THE SPIRIT OF MADAME BLAVATSKY                180

     XX. THE DEVIL'S AUCTION                           192

    XXI. THE FUNERAL                                   199

   XXII. A PERILOUS MOMENT                             210

  XXIII. A RESURRECTION AND A GHOST                    217

   XXIV. A SECRET EXECUTION                            224

    XXV. A CHANGE OF IDENTITY                          233

   XXVI. TRAPPED                                       240

  XXVII. THE BALTIC FLEET                              246

 XXVIII. ON THE TRACK                                  256

   XXIX. AN IMPERIAL FANATIC                           264

    XXX. THE STOLEN SUBMARINE                          272

   XXXI. THE KIEL CANAL                                279

  XXXII. THE DOGGER BANK                               287

 XXXIII. TRAFALGAR DAY                                 292

  XXXIV. THE FAMILY STATUTE                            300

         EPILOGUE                                      308




The International Spy




PROLOGUE[A]

THE TWO EMPRESSES

[Footnote A: The author desires to state that this history should be
read as a work of imagination simply, and not as authentic.]


"Look!"

A fair, delicately-molded hand, on which glittered gems worth a
raja's loyalty, was extended in the direction of the sea.

Half a mile out, where the light ripples melted away into a blue and
white haze upon the water, a small black smudge, like the back of a
porpoise, seemed to be sliding along the surface.

But it was not a porpoise, for out of it there rose a thin, black
shaft, scarcely higher than a flag-staff, and from the top of this
thin shaft there trickled a faint wreathing line of smoke, just
visible against the background of sky and sea.

"It is a submarine! What is it doing there?"

The exclamation, followed by the question, came from the second,
perhaps the fairer, of two women of gracious and beautiful presence,
who were pacing, arm linked in arm, along a marble terrace
overlooking a famous northern strait.

The terrace on which they stood formed part of a stately palace,
built by a king of the North who loved to retire in the summer time
from his bustling capital, and gather his family around him in this
romantic home.

From here, as from a watch-tower, could be seen the fleets of
empires, the crowded shipping of many a rich port and the humbler
craft of the fisherman, passing and repassing all day long between
the great inland sea of the North and the broad western ocean.

Along this narrow channel had once swept the long ships of the
Vikings, setting forth on those terrible raids which devastated half
Europe and planted colonies in England and France and far-off Italy.
But to-day the scene was a scene of peace. The martial glory of the
Dane had departed. The royal castle that stood there as if to guard
the strait had become a rendezvous of emperors and queens and
princes, who took advantage of its quiet precincts to lay aside the
pomp of rule, and perhaps to bind closer those alliances of
sovereigns which serve to temper the fierce rivalries of their
peoples.

The pair who stood gazing, one with curiosity and wonder, the other
with an interest of a more painful character, at the sinister object
on the horizon, were imperial sisters. Born in