FRANCE
S
SECRET FASCIST
ARMY
33
before them, Metenier studied his glass thoughtfully and glanced
two portly men who had entered the brown dining room
at the
and
sat
some
From
tables away.
the snatches of conversation
the three gathered that one was a literary critic and the other a
a thrilling detective story just
publisher. They were discussing
which the critic insisted was too fantastic.
published
Metenier said to Locuty:
will have to make two bombs.
I will take you to a very
a power in France. He will
important man in our organization,
personally give you the material and show you how to make them.
Then I will take you to the places where you will leave them. I
"You
do not want them
to see
me."
In low tones, they discussed the bombing of two places. Me
tenier, a pillar of the church, highly respected in his community
and well-known throughout France, cautioned them as they left.
the vivacious blond stenographer was permitted to sit in
Locuty did not know, unless it was to tempt
him, for, as she bade him good-by, she squeezed his hand sig
Why
on
this conversation,
nificantly
and
said she
wanted
to see
Metenier drove Locuty to an
duced him to a man he called
him
again.
building where he intro
"Leon"
actually Alfred Macon,
office
concierge of a building which Metenier and others used as head
quarters for their activities. Within a few moments the door of
an adjacent room opened and Jean Adolphe Moreau de la Meuse,
aristocrat and leading French industrialist, came in. He had a
monocle in his right eye which he kept adjusting nervously. His
face was deeply marked and lined with heavy bluish
pouches
under the eyes. With a swift glance he sized up Locuty as
Metenier
"This
"He
rose.
is
the gentleman
understands his
"Yes,"
said Locuty.
De
Meuse nodded.
la
whom
mission?"
"You
I mentioned,"
De
la
will teach
"It
Meuse
he
said.
asked.
me how to make them?"
bomb which must
will be a time