The Trojan Horse

Are you willing to undertake a dangerous mission behind the enemy lines? Knowing you may never return alive? What you have just heard is the question asked during the war to agents of the OSS. Ordinary citizens who to this question answered, yes.

This is Cloak and Dagger. Warfare, espionage, international intrigue. These are the weapons of the OSS. Today's story, The Trojan Horse, is suggested by actual incidents recorded in the Washington files of the Office of Strategic Services.

A story that can now be told. August 1942, a report to OSS headquarters in Casablanca from Agent Henry Fontaine in France. Contact with girl Gabriel Monet was made in the Bluebeard Cafe in Paris. I went there alone on the evening of the 15th.

Sent her a note with a waiter asking her to come to my table when she'd finished her song. Then I sat and waited. German officers were spread about the room as they were spread about all the occupied France.

I wondered what they would say if they knew why I had come. You sent me this note, huh? We meant this. Will you join me? Why not? I drink with anyone these days.

Okay. What will you add, eh? What have you, let me taste from your glass. It is very bad wine. Huh? You are right. The only time a girl may get good wine nowadays is when she drinks with a boss.

Well never mind, I'm not thirsty. I enjoyed your song. Is that what you wanted to tell me? I think you are wasting your time here in Paris. Ah! Paris is wasting our time on Paris these days.

I can offer you a better position in Casablanca. What did you say? Who are you? My name is Henri Fontaine. I too have a good position with the American OSS in North Africa. What are you saying?