196 | John W. Warner IV stuff to themselves. Honestly… said Alice. Snotty schoolboy follies. Bernie said: Agreed, but they may have good reasons for secrecy. Occult- minded SS spies literally infest D.C., and throughout Americas history the Masons have been a great help, especially during our Revolution against you rotten lobster Redcoats. Rabble rebels, well soon have you back in the Empire. Bea then turned to Alice. Funny how patriarchal societies keep secrets to themselves like guilt-ridden philandering husbands. Alice snapped: Toads, all. Bernie kept on. So…if theres an expert on Ley Line energy its Crowley, a spys spy. I think he was on the trail of the lost airships since he was seen in Mexico City in 1915 on his way to South America via the Yucatan and her Atlantean pyramid cities, all important stops along the way. He knew the significance of the technologya formerly Prediluvian one that could transform the new 20th century. Hes wrapped up in this story we know for sure, and probably working for the highest bidder behind the scenes. McMaster and I know Churchill meets with him in secret from time to time or at least used to. On what we know not. Crowley has been corresponding to some American rocket, JATO, and propulsion scientists, especially JPL chemist Jack Parsons. So he may be of use to us Yanks too, alchemically speaking of course. Bea thought of Lutz and Little Anton. Jet-Assisted Take-Offi I think I may have some rocket experience in that area. Inde-e-e-d you do, said Bernie with a wink. McMaster said: In London, Menzies and Commander Fleming asked me to call Crowley and arrange for him to meet with Hess, but I told them you, Bernie, would be a levelheaded and more trustworthy choice. And tryst-worthy… mumbled Bea. Good one, that, mumbled Alice. Bernie bowed slightly. I thank you all. Most likely they would have knocked metaphysical heads and gotten nowhere, but Id like to be a fly on that wall. Now, regarding unconventional airships, the U.S. Navy cobbled a sixty-foot job together in 1935, named Chief Crazy Horse just to piss off the Army spies, but it was rudimentary and slow, about 180 knots sustained. Scientist T. Townsend Brown was called in for this project. Its altitude performance was so-so, about 18,000 feet or so. Very little lifting power, but quite good loitering capability for reconnaissance in the South Pacific; they