stick. She wore a severely cut dress of dark and indeterminate colour
which swept the ground and buttoned up under her chin and at the
wrists. Her hair was drawn back tightly into a large bun at the back
of her neck and her expression was prim and disapproving, but it
softened a little when she let them into the front room.
'Major Swales, it is always a pleasure. Mr. Barton, we haven't seen
you in a long while. I was afraid you'd left town.'
'Let us have a bottle of Charlie Champers, my dear.' Gareth handed his
silk scarf to the maid. 'Have you run out of the Pal Roger 1923?'
'Indeed not,
Major.'
'And we'd like to talk alone for a while before meeting any of the
young tallies. Is your private lounge vacant?' Gareth was settled
comfortably in one of the big leather armchairs with a glass of
champagne in one hand and a cheroot in the other.
Duce is about to put himself in to bat. Though God alone knows what he
hopes to gain by it. From all accounts, it's the most desolate stretch
of desert and mountain one could imagine. However,
Mussolini wants it perhaps he has visions of empire and glory. The old
Napoleonic itch, you know.'
'How do you know this?' Jake was sprawled on the buttoned couch across
the room. He wasn't drinking the champagne. He didn't like the
taste.
'It's my business to know, old chap. I can smell out a barney before
the fellows themselves know they are going to fight. This one is a
racing certainty. Duce is going through all the classic stages of
protestations of peaceful intentions, combined with wholesale military
preparations.
The other big powers France, our chaps and yours have given him the
wink. Of course, they'll all squeal like blazes, and make all sorts of
protests at the League of Nations but nobody is about to stop old
Benito making a big grab for Ethiopia. hail Selassie, the king of
kings, knows it and so is princes and roses an c ieftains and merry
men.
And they are desperately trying to prepare some kind of defence.
That's where I come in, old boy.'
'Why must they buy from you at the prices you say they are offering?
Surely they could get this sort of stuff direct from the
manufacturers?'
'Embargo, old chap. The
League of Nations have slapped an arms embargo on the whole of
Eritrea,
Somaliland and Ethiopia. No imports of war material into the area.
It's intended to reduce tension but of course it works out completely
one-sided. Mussolini doesn't have to go shopping for his armaments he
has all the guns, aircraft and armour that he needs already landed at
Eritrea. just ready to go and the jolly old Ethiopia has a few ancient
rifles and a lot of those long two-anded swords. It should be a close
match.
