1 The Russian Problem The men and women who aimed to supplant Mata Hari with the steady, efficient, reliable, and ever so much safer methods of science and technology began their first tentative foray into what they would always call, with a certain clinical detachment, "the Russian problem" on February 1, 1943. Almost all of the codebreakers who would work over the next several years to achieve the first breaks into the labyrinth of Russian communications secrets were newcomers to the business--which made them no different from the other thirteen thousand new recruits, military and civilian, who would by the war''s end swell the explosively growing ranks of the U.S. Army and Navy signals intelligence headquarters in Washington.1 The variety of their backgrounds was extraordinary: career officers and new draftees, young women math majors just out of Smith or Vassar, partners of white-shoe New York law firms, electrical engineers from MIT, the entire ship''s band from the battleship California after it was torpedoed by the Japanese in the attack on Pearl Harbor, winners of puzzle competitions, radio hobbyists, farm boys from Wisconsin, world-traveling ex-missionaries, and one of the world''s foremost experts on the cuneiform tablets of ancient Assyria. In June 1943, Cecil Phillips was an eighteen-year-old chemistry student at the University of North Carolina who had just been rejected for the draft because of flat feet ("to my great pleasure and surprise," he later admitted); with no plans for the summer, he wandered into the U.S. Employment Service office in his hometown of Asheville, in the Blue Ridge Mountains, to see if he could get a job.

The person there told him there was a lieutenant from the Army Signal Corps over at the town post office who had a large quota of clerk positions to fill. "How would you like to go to Washington and be a cryptographer?" the lieutenant asked him. "That sounds interesting," Phillips answered. The lieutenant, clearly surprised that someone actually knew what he was talking about, blurted out, "You mean you know what that means?" Phillips did, having once owned a Little Orphan Annie decoder ring, though that was about as far as his knowledge went. But it was good enough for the lieutenant, who administered him a general aptitude test on the spot, signed him up as a $1,440-a-year GS-2 junior clerk, and told him to report in a week to an address in Arlington, Virginia.2 Brought in under nearly identical circumstances was a young home economics instructor, Gene Grabeel, who was teaching high school near Lynchburg in central Virginia and dissatisfied with her job when she met a young Army officer in the post office who was looking for college graduates to go to work at an undisclosed location near Washington, to do a job he could not offer any details about. (The officer, an infantry lieutenant who just days earlier had been posted with the First Army at Governors Island, New York, did not know himself what the work involved. Driven largely by the need to process volumes of Japanese army traffic that had suddenly become readable due to breakthroughs in several systems, the Army would hire four thousand new civilian employees for its signals intelligence operation in 1943 alone.

In the rush to meet such burgeoning manpower requirements, the recruiters were as green as everyone else. The lieutenant had been ordered to report to Arlington Hall on Monday the week of Thanksgiving in November 1942; he spent the next day filling out administrative paperwork; Wednesday he was given a crash course on recruiting procedures; and on Thanksgiving morning he found himself at the post office in Lynchburg trying to collect warm bodies, without even having had a chance to find out what his new outfit did.) Grabeel had been thinking about trying to get a job with the federal government and asked her father what he thought of the idea. He told her she might as well "go to Washington for six months and shuffle papers." She was off to the capital as soon as she found a replacement teacher to take over for her.3 Arlington Hall Junior College had been a finishing school for girls before the Army abruptly seized it under emergency war powers in June 1942. The site was convenient to the Pentagon, the colossal new Army and Navy headquarters, soon to be the largest office building in the world, which was arising on a marshy flat along the Potomac River less than two miles away, just across Arlington National Cemetery. The school''s one hundred acres also offered security and ample room for expansion.

One of the Arlington Hall recruiters found a prewar postcard of the school, depicting a stately residence hall, manicured lawns, tennis courts, and indoor and outdoor horseback riding arenas and stables, and shamelessly deployed it in his recruiting pitch. What the new arrivals found instead were two huge, dreary, hastily erected warehouselike office blocks built in the traditional U.S. government style with long corridors and a series of perpendicular wings, surrounded by barbed wire and guardhouses. Workers sat side by side at long tables arrayed in rows. Air-conditioning remained a dream for the future; the buildings were sweltering in the humid Washington summers and overrun year-round with legions of rodents. There were no horses in the deserted stables, but there was a drill field and barracks for the enlisted men. The lieutenant who had paraded the prewar postcard avoided eye contact with his recruits when he later encountered them at Arlington Hall.

4 More than 70 percent of the staff at Arlington Hall were civilians, and by the war''s end more than 90 percent of those were women. A similar balance of the sexes quickly took hold at the Navy''s signals intelligence headquarters, across the Potomac River. The Navy had a deep tradition of never permitting a situation to arise where an officer might have to take orders from a civilian, and insisted on putting all of its new hires in uniform. But with its establishment in summer 1942 of the WAVES--Women Accepted for Voluntary Emergency Service, which allowed women to serve in the Navy as officers and enlisted personnel--the service was also able to freely recruit women for codebreaking duty, and some 80 percent of its cryptanalysts by the war''s end were female.5 The joke making the rounds in Washington the first year of the war was that if the Army and Navy could capture enemy territory as fast as they were seizing it in the nation''s capital the fighting would be over in a couple of weeks. Not long after the Army claimed Arlington Hall, the Navy took possession of its own girls'' school, Mount Vernon Academy on Nebraska Avenue in northwest Washington. In February 1943 the Naval Communications Intelligence Section (known as Op-20-G in the arcane numbering system the Navy''s bureaucratic administrators had devised to designate its myriad branches and offices) moved into its new home at what was now officially called the Naval Communications Annex; construction crews went to work at once ripping out the school''s graceful colonnaded walkways to make room for functional buildings; the headmistress''s residence, with its elegant polished hardwood floors, was converted into the post exchange, selling Cokes and cigarettes; and a double line of wire fences went up around the perimeter, guarded by marines patrolling with submachine guns.6 That summer there began arriving at Nebraska Avenue''s Building 4 the first of what would soon be a phalanx of one hundred massive electromechanical calculating machines.

Built by the National Cash Register company at its factory in Dayton, Ohio, at a staggering total cost of $6 million, the "bombes," as they were called, weighed two and a half tons apiece and housed sixty-four motor-driven wheels whose electrical contacts spun at speeds of up to 1725 rpm; when they were all running together they drew a quarter of a megawatt of electricity, enough to power a thousand homes.7 Their internal electrical logic was the genius of the eccentric British mathematician Alan Turing. Building on prewar work by a small team of Polish cryptanalysts who shared their results with the British just weeks before the Nazi invasion, Turing in the fall of 1939 developed a comprehensive mathematical solution to the Nazis'' legendary Enigma cipher machine. By guessing a few probable words contained in an enciphered Enigma message, he showed how to eliminate in one mathematical-logical leap about 1014 of the permutations that the Enigma''s scrambling machinery relied upon to baffle any would-be codebreaker. That left only a few hundred thousand possibilities to test to recover the unique daily setting of the scrambling rotors used on each of the high-level radio networks that employed the Enigma, the key to unlocking thousands of extremely secret signals a day: orders to U-boats prowling the Atlantic, reports on the dispositions and plans of Rommel''s troops in the North African desert or the state of the Nazis'' Western Wall defenses along the coast of France. The whirring wheels of the U.S. Navy''s bombes, re-creating the internal wiring of the rotors of the actual Enigma machines, could in twenty minutes try every possible starting setting of the Enigma (each of the three or four rotors of the Enigma could be set at twenty-six different positions, which meant there were 26 × 26 × 26 × 26 = 456,976 possibilities in the case of the four-rotor version used by the German U-boats).

When the bombe reached a position consistent with a chain of letters built up from a short sequence of matching plaintext and cipher text, a circuit was completed through a series of interconnected cables used to program the bombe for each test, causing an electrical relay to trip and triggering a clutch and bra.