e navy?
POND
Two weeks.
HALE
I'm glad I found you here--I might have had some difficulty in
convincing a stranger that I was really an officer in the Continental
army.
POND
That's true enough. You look--well--more like a country schoolmaster
than anything else.
HALE
That's what I hope to pass for.
POND
How long will you be on Long Island?
HALE
I shall try to be through my business in a week. I wonder if you would
meet me at the same place you are going to leave me--say, a week from
tonight?
POND
I'll send a small boat ashore for you, soon after dark a week from
tonight.
HALE
Good! I'll be there--unless--
POND
Yes?
HALE
Unless I am unexpectedly detained.
POND
Oh, sir--we won't even think of that!
ANNOUNCER
Our next scene is several days later, at the little shop of the
shoemaker, Simon Carter, in Jamaica. Simon is sitting on his stool,
hammering away at a half-finished boot, when he hears a knock at his
door. [_knock_]
SIMON
Come in, come in, the door ain't locked! Come on in!
HALE
Is this the shop of Simon Carter, the shoemaker?
SIMON
It is, no less!
HALE
Are you at liberty today--at liberty to do a little work for me?
SIMON
Close the door!
HALE
There. [_door closes_]
SIMON [_low_]
Now--sir--I'll do what I can fer ye--in the cause of liberty. What is
it?
HALE [_low_]
Have you any information for the General?
SIMON
Aye--a plenty!
HALE
Can you give it to me?
SIMON
It's all written out--careful.
HALE
Good! Give it to me.
SIMON
Jest a minute. Don't them boots of yours need new soles?
HALE
Why, I don't know. I think they'll do.
SIMON
Never! Ye must have new soles!
HALE
Why?
SIMON
See here? This here sole?
HALE
Yes?
SIMON
Well, listen--come close--
HALE
Yes?
SIMON
The sole is split--the notes are inside it!
HALE
Good! That's an excellent idea!
SIMON
Slickest thing ye ever see. And it's my own idea!
HALE
I wonder if you could hide some notes I've gathered in the same way?
SIMON
O' course I could. I'll resole both boots. Give me yer notes.
HALE
Here they are. [_rattle of paper_]
SIMON
Pshaw, now--what kind o' writin' is this?
HALE
It's Latin. I thought if they were discovered on me--
SIMON
O' course--no soldier--that is, no redcoat could read that furrin
writin'. Well, I'll put it where they'll never find it.
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