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Lane waited on the bench nearest the bridge, as he had been instructed. The wind blew straight across the river, sharp as a razor, and he had to pull his overcoat closer about him. He went over his instructions in his mind. The agent would appear at . He would chat to lane for a while after which would get up, leaving his newspaper behind. The plans would be fastened inside. A distant clock began to strike the hour. As if from nowhere, a man appeared and sat down beside Lane, placing newspaper on the seat between them. He was thin and middle-aged, and seemed in need of a good meal. He bore no resemblance to Lane’s idea of a successful spy. His confined to trivial observations about the weather, was painfully uninteresting. A few minutes later he got up and continued on his way. Lane picked up the paper which lay on the bench, as if he wanted to look at the news. He was excited to see the plans pinned to the centre page. At that moment, however, there was a strong gust of wind lifted the newspaper into the air ,like a kite, and blew it into the river.