SCENES IN THE GREAT WAR
Empire, perhaps each may be allowed to indicate the character of the warning as it came to his own ears. It was at Naples, not long after the event, that I heard how the late King had felt about his last visit to Berlin. I was then on my way home from Egypt, where I had spent some days at Mena, while Lord Roberts was staying there on his way back from the Soudan. He seemed restless and anxious. On two successive mornings I sat with him for a long hour in the shade of the terraces which overlook the Pyramids discussing the "German danger." After the great soldier had left for Cairo he wrote asking me to regard our conversations as confidential; and down to this moment I have always done so, but I see no harm now (quite the reverse of harm) in repeating the substance of what he said so many years ago on a matter of such infinite momentousness.
"Do you really attach importance to this scare of a German invasion?" I asked.
"I'm afraid I do," said Lord Roberts.
"You think an enemy army could be landed on our shores?"
"As things are now, yes, I think it could."
"Do you think you could land an army on the East Coast of England and march on to London?"
"Yes, I do."
"In a thick fog, of course?"
"Without a fog," said Lord Roberts.
