A Czechoslovak spy was arrested in Hungary last week. The incident emptied summer hotels, stopped trains, brought talk of war.
The ascertainable facts might have seemed thin in any place but Central Europe. But that part of the world is as full of spies as of flies. Only last fortnight Prague's Národni Politika, commenting absently on the spy situation, observed with interest that Russian spies seemed to be unusually numerous this year.
Last week's episode was this:
One Vincent Pecha, Czech railway ticket-agent, was making a comfortable meal of fried veal and beer in...
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