The British Spy School

The British Spy School

The British Spy School E. R. Reilly

E.R. Reilly, 2016 Published by Santiago Press PO Box 8808 Birmingham B30 2LR Email for orders and enquiries: santiago@reilly19.freesereve.co.uk Illustrations Kay Loxley 2010 All rights reserved. Reproduction of this book by photocopying or electronic means for non-commercial purposes is permitted. Otherwise, no part of this book may be reproduced, adapted, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, or otherwise without the prior written permission of the author. ISBN 978-0-9562568-9-8 Prepared by: York Publishing Services Ltd 64 Hallfield Road Layerthorpe York YO31 7ZQ Tel: 01904 431213 Website: www.yps-publishing.co.uk Printed and bound in India by Authentic Media, Secunderabad 500 067, India E-mail: printing@ombooks.org

Contents Chapter 1 The Keeper of the School Mascot 1 Chapter 2 School Life 4 Chapter 3 Going Home 15 Chapter 4 How A Stranger Becomes A Wally 25 Chapter 5 The New Girl 31 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Our First Spying Mission 52 Iris Gets into A Fight 63 Chapter 8 Flying High 73 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Iris Becomes a Burglar 81 Losing My Loyal Pet and My Best Friend 90 The Michaelmas Challenge 115 Who Shall I Save? 129

Chapter One The Keeper of the School Mascot I had been summoned to the Head Master s Office. I had been at the school for quite some time but I had never once been inside his office before. I knocked on his door and he called out Enter. I took a deep breath and walked in. The Head Master had his back to me. He was watering some plants. The room was full of old leather bound books. There were portraits of the Royal Family on the wall. There was a plaque with the name of the school and the school motto: St. Walburga s In All Things Honour The Head Master turned around and said Ah! Winston my boy, good of you to come! There had been a grand ceremony that morning in school. We had buried our school dog. He was a Golden Retriever. St Walburga s always has a Golden Retriever for the school mascot. The 1

Head Master told me that I was to be the next keeper of the School Mascot. He told me that the new puppy would arrive in two days time and it would be my responsibility to train him to the highest standards. I thanked the Head Master very much and told him that it was a great honour to be given the job. I left his office on a cloud. I couldn t wait for the puppy to arrive so that I could start training him. I made up my mind to call him Benji. I always knew that if I had a dog of my own I would call him Benji. St. Walburga s is a very old fashioned school. We don t even have T.V s or radios or computers. We have lots of old fashioned traditions and lots of old fashioned lessons. We re not like any other school. We are a school for spies. This is the story of my life at St. Walburga s. We do a lot of running here. We do a lot of rowing in the school lake. We do a lot of rock climbing and we learn to drive anything with an engine. Actually, we also learn to steal anything with an engine. We drive quad bikes, motorbikes, racing cars and even helicopters. Anything that 2

a spy needs to know how to do, we learn how to do it at St. Walburga s. This is the most demanding and the most exciting school on the Planet Earth and mine is the most exciting story of them all. 3

Chapter Two School Life The Masters or Mistresses in school are nearly always old Boys or old Girls. Most people who leave St. Walburga s will go to Oxford or Cambridge University, although quite a few also go to American Universities now. When Wallies grow up they usually become Politicians or Generals or they go into the Diplomatic Service, and of course many of them join M15 or M16 and become spies. I don t know what I m going to do. I m supposed to believe that my Dad is a Diplomat and that Mum works with International Charities. They re both former Wallies. I strongly suspect that they are both spies. It s not something that you re ever supposed to talk about. Whenever I ask them about their work they give me fairly vague answers. We only have twelve girls in the whole of the school at the moment and they are all seniors. It s not that people don t want their daughters to become Wallies, it s just that it s really hard to get in. The writing and the arithmetic test is 4