BIGGLES
– AIR COMMODORE
by Captain W.
E. Johns
First published
May 1937
CONTENTS – Page 5
List of illustrations – Page 7 (Frontispiece by Howard Leigh and six illustrations
by Alfred Sindall on pages 27, 59, 101, 137, 227 and 241. There is also a map of Elephant Island on
page 163)
I. AN
UNUSUAL “WHETHER” REPORT
(Pages 9 – 25)
The book opens with Algy offering
Biggles a penny for his thoughts. “A
penny for ‘em”. Captain Algernon Lacey,
late of the Royal Flying Corps, looked across the room at his friend, Major
James Bigglesworth – more often known as ‘Biggles’ – with a twinkle in his
eye”. Biggles is pondering a
mystery. Ginger, “their protégé, who was
passing a wet afternoon usefully by pasting up some photographs in an album” is
also interested in what it is, so Biggles tells them. When he went to the bank that morning,
Biggles happened to meet Tom Lowery. “You remember Tom, Algy? He came to 266 Squadron just before the
Armistice”. Now a squadron leader at
Singapore, they both went to Simpson’s for lunch. (Simpsons-in-the-Strand is a famous London
restaurant opened in 1828 as a chess club and coffee house. It went on to serve meals and is still operating
today). Tom was telling Biggles a
tale about Ramsay “who, you may remember, was an ack-emma
(a footnote tells us this is service
jargon for air mechanic) in 266. He
is now a wireless operator mechanic – still in the service, or course”. The story is interrupted by the arrival of
“Jerry Laidshaw, who is now in charge of “sparks” at
the Air Ministry. Naturally, Jerry
joined us …” and Tom continues his story.
While Tom and Ramsay were in the air, Ramsay picked up a message from
the steam-ship Queen of Olati which concluded with “weather fine, sea
slight”. “Ramsay, in taking down the
message – which came through, of course, in Morse – had spelt it
w-h-e-t-h-e-r”. Tom pointed out Ramsay
had spelt “weather” wrong and Ramsay said that was the way it came
through. It all “ended with Ramsay
losing his head and saying things which in turn resulted in his losing one of
his stripes for insubordination”. Jerry
then said “But Ramsay was right! I
picked up the Shanodah’s
message at the Air Ministry, and the word weather was spelt w-h-e-t-h-e-r. I can vouch for it, because I made a
particular note of it”. They then
realise they are talking about two different ships lost at sea, in the Bay of
Bengal. Algy says it is strange. “Strange!” cried Biggles. “I think it’s more than strange when two
mercantile wireless operators, both English, and presumably both educated men,
misspell the same word – which, incidentally, is a word they must use more than
any other. But when you add to that fact
that both ships foundered with all hands, in the same sea, within a month of
each other, I should call it dashed extraordinary – too extraordinary to be
either human or natural”. Biggles has
been making enquiries and has discovered that two other ships have been lost
with all hands in the Indian Ocean. Both
sent out an S.O.S. that was picked up and Biggles wants to know if the word
weather was misspelt again. Biggles
rings a man named Fellowes who was the officer who picked up the S.O.S. from
the Alice Clair about three months
ago and is told that the word “weather” was spelt incorrectly when
transmitted. Algy says “By the
anti-clockwise propeller of Icarus! That
certainly is a most amazing coincidence”.
Biggles is convinced the messages were sent by the same man. Biggles wants to know what cargo the ships
were carrying and so he rings Colonel Raymond at Scotland Yard. Raymond knows about the sinking’s and Biggles
confirms to Algy and Ginger the following.
“The Queen of Olati
was outward bound for Melbourne, loaded chock-a-block with military aeroplanes
for the Australian government. With her
went down on of our leading aircraft designers and a member of the Air
Council. The Shanodah was bound for Singapore
with twenty Rolls-Royce Kestrel engines, spare parts, machine-guns, and small
arms ammunition. The Alice Clair was bound for Shanghai with
munitions for the British volunteer forces there; and the other ship – the
fourth, which we haven’t investigated – was coming home from Madras with a lot
of bar gold. Raymond is on his way here
now”. Mrs. Symes is asked to let them
have tea for four when Raymond arrives.
Biggles explains to Raymond about the spelling mistake that raised his
interest. “Bigglesworth, if you’ll give
up this free-lance roving and join our Intelligence staff, I’ll give you any
rank you like within reason”. Biggles
shook his head. “It’s very nice of you,
sir, but I should be absolutely useless in an official capacity,” he said
slowly. I have my own way of doing
things, and they are seldom the official way.
If I got tangled up with your red tape I should never get anywhere. It is only because I’ve played a free hand
that I’ve sometimes been – well, successful”.
Biggles tells Raymond he suspects some foreign power is operating
against our shipping from a base in or near the Indian Ocean. Raymond says he needs to discuss this with
the Admiralty and tells Biggles to stay where he is. “But I’m not in the army now. I’m a citizen and a free man,” protested
Biggles indignantly. “So
you may be, but you’ll jolly well do what you’re told, the same as you used
to,” growled the Colonel with a twinkle in his eye. “I shall rely on you”. Raymond leaves. Mrs. Symes arrives with the tea – but too
late. “There now,” was Mrs Symes’s only
comment as she went out again. Biggles
thinks they will all find themselves “up to the neck in the custard, or I’m
making a big mistake”.