"Donhauer's just arrived, Spud." "What's the ruddy idea?" "Total war, isn't it?" "What do you want?" " Message from H.Q. Where's the C.O.?" " In the barn." "Follow me." "Message from headquarters, sir." " Sergeant Hawkins." " Sir." "Read it." "It's in code, sir." "Message begins:" ""Exercise invasion of the London area by regular army." " Home Guard defending."" " Yeah." ""War starts at midnight."" "Message ends." "The C.O.'s put in pencil here, sir:" ""Make it like the real thing."" "Oh, he has, has he?" "Section commanders." "Message from H.Q. War starts at midnight." "You have your orders." "Tell the men." " Tell them to make it like the real thing." " What do you mean the real thing?" "Our losses divided by ten and the enemy's multiplied by 20." " Yes, sir." " That's all for now." " Anything for me, sir?" " No, nothing else." " The war starts at midnight." "We know." " They know." " We attack." " They counter attack." "Like the real thing, my Aunt Fatty." "Like the real thing." "Like the real thing!" "Sergeant Hawkins." "Section commanders." " So, war starts at midnight, does it?" " Sir." "We attack at 6:00." "Take all the tommy guns and three trucks." "Section leaders with tommy guns, arm the men with bombs, rifles, bayonets." " Tommy." "From your section, Rice, Unsworth..." " The two Owens?" " Yes." "Nobby, Toots and Cochrane." " Not Cochrane, sir." "I'll leave it to you." "Stuffy, who are the biggest toughs in your lot?" " Bill Wall, Wimpey, Madpan and Popeye." " Yours, Robin?" " Frank, Skeets, Duggie Stewart, sir." " Taffy, Geordie, sir." "Busty, Porky Simms and Pat Sullivan, sir." " Di Evans, sir." " We must have him." "All right." "Get going." "Excuse me, sir." "Did you say we attack before war's declared?" "Yes, like Pearl Harbor." "Now get going." "Oh, by the way." "There's just one stop." "At the Bull." "I've got a date there with Mata Hari." " Careless talk?" " Yeah." "Now scram." " Careless talk?" " Yeah." "Now scram." "Five minutes easy, Sergeant." "Five minutes easy, Stuffy." "I wonder what's keeping Spud." "Come on." " Good afternoon, Sergeant Hawkins." " Good afternoon, miss." " Hey!" " Everybody back on the trucks." "Spud!" "Prop him up here." "Spud." " What's the matter?" " Come on, sir, what happened?" " Spud!" "Who?" " She got me." "Mata Hari!" "Come on, quick!" "Oh!" " Any luck?" " Not a hope." "She's halfway to London by now." "She's gone to warn the wizard." "Come on, get my tin hat." "Come on, after her." " The barricade's open, sir." " Good." "Damn." "You know, sir, you ought to have one of these field dressings on that." "Save it for her." "She'll need it somewhere else when I catch up with her." "See that barricade, my boys?" "Well, at midnight on the dot it's going to be closed." "And of course the enemy can't get through before." "Because why?" "Because..." "War starts at midnight." " What's the objective, sir?" " Royal Bathers' Club, Piccadilly." " What about Mata Hari?" " We'll beat her to it." "I know a couple of shortcuts after Marble Arch." "There she is!" "Get the other trucks to close off." "See if you can cross her." "Blast that taxi.!" "Steady." "Keep right on his tail." "Don't follow her." "Keep straight on." "Second left." "We've got her." " Number One Section, Number Two, Number Three." " Yes, sir." "You have your orders." "Mr. Graves, Sergeant Hawkins." "Yes, I..." " Is General Wynne-Candy in the club?" " No, sir." "The general left an hour ago with Brigadier General Caldicott..." " and Air Vice Marshal Lloyd-Hughes." " Did he say where he was going?" "Excuse me, sir, but what is your business with the general?" "I have a message with him, an urgent message." "If you give me the message, I'll see the general gets it." " Damn it all, man." "Are you in the Home Guard?" " Why, sir?" "The password is Veuve Cliquot 1911." "The general and his staff are in the Turkish bath, sir." "Sergeant Hawkins, you're in charge up here." "Stay with him." "Don't leave your desk or answer the telephone." "You're a prisoner." " The war doesn't start till midnight." " That's what you think." "Sergeant, that girl under the desk there." "She's a prisoner too." " Corporal, leave these men with me." " All right, boys, this is it." " Brute force and ruddy ignorance." " Come on, after him." "Double up." "You're a prisoner." " Who are you?" " Don't argue." "Guard this man." " And answer that damn telephone." " Yes, miss?" "Wanted a Wynne-Candy?" "Can't do that, miss." "Sorry, miss, the general's a prisoner and so are you." "Oh, not till the war's over." "Quiet!" " Any sign of him?" " No, not here." " Are you the ringleader of this outrage?" " Quiet, please!" "This is an army exercise." "You're all prisoners." "Now stay where you are." " Attendant, come here." "Where's General Wynne-Candy?" " Who, sir?" " You heard." "Come on, show me the way." "Go on." " In the steam room." "This is it." "Sir?" " Sir." " Go away." "General Wynne-Candy." "What?" "Who is it?" "Lieutenant Wilson, sir." "Second Battalion, the Devonshires, sir." " What do you want?" " Well, sir." "I'm afraid, sir, we've..." "Well, say it, man." "Say it." "I've no time to waste." " Oh, yes, you have, sir." " I beg your pardon, sir." "You've got all night, sir." " Attendant!" " I'm afraid he can't come." " Why?" " He's a prisoner, sir." "What's going on here?" "Invasion, sir." "But, you damned young idiot, war starts at midnight." " Haven't you been told?" " Oh, yes, sir." "That's why we're here." "But may I ask on what authority?" "On the authority of these guns and these men, sir." "Authority?" "Authority?" "How dare you, sir?" "How dare you?" "Get out of here, sir, you and your gang of awful militia gangsters!" " Get out!" " Popeye, guard this man." "Stuffy, go to the cubicles." "Find which is General Wynne-Candy's." " You'll find a brown pigskin case there." "Bring it." " Yes, sir." "But you can't do that." "The code is in that case." "The whole exercise will be a farce if you have that code." "Oh, no, sir." "This is going to be the real thing, sir." " But war starts at midnight." " Oh, yes, you say war starts at midnight." "How do you know the enemy says so too?" "But, my dear fellow, that was agreed, wasn't it?" "Agreed, my foot." "How many agreements have been kept by the enemy since this war started?" "We agree to keep to the rules of the game and they go on kicking us in the pants." "When I joined the army, the only agreement I entered into... was to defend my country by every means at my disposal." "Not only by the national sporting club rules," " but by every means that have existed since Cain slugged Abel." " Stop it." "Don't we know that they're counting on us to keep to the rules?" " Stop it." "Stop it!" " That they openly boast about it?" "That they laugh at us?" "Lieutenant..." "Watson, or whatever your name is, you are not in Hyde Park with an audience of loafers." "I am Major General Wynne-Candy." "These other gentlemen have all seen service, distinguished service with the British Army." "All I can say, sir, is when Napoleon said an army marched on its stomach..." "I'd better stop, sir." "You're an extremely impudent young officer, but let me tell you that in 40 years' time, you'll be an old gentleman too." "And if your belly keeps pace with your head, you'll have a bigger one than any of us." "Maybe I shall in 40 years, but I doubt it." "And I doubt if I'll have time to grow a mustache like yours, sir." "But in 1983, at least I shall be able to say that 40 years ago I was a fellow of enterprise." "I'll punch your head for that, young fellow." "You young puppy." "Put 'em up." "Take that." "I'll beat you." "Think you can say what you like to an old one, do you?" "Do you know how many wars I've been in?" "I was fighting for my country when your father was still in bum freezers." "Puppy, gangster." "You laugh at my big belly, but you don't know how I got it." "You laugh at my mustache, but you don't know why I grew it." "How do you know what sort of a fellow I was... when I was as young as you are, forty years ago?" "Forty years ago." "Forty years ago." " Everything you want, Mr. Candy, sir?" " Yes, thanks, Peters." "Quiet!" "Quiet!" "People are trying to sleep!" " Suggie!" " Hoppy, me old horse, since when are you in London?" "Got back yesterday, sick leave." "Actually, I've been searching for you all over the city." " Yes?" " I'm terribly sorry to hear about your leg." "Jumping Jehosaphat!" "They're both there!" " What the hell do you think I'm standing on?" " I thought you had a wooden leg." " Why should I have a wooden leg?" " They told me at Bloemfontein they cut off your left leg." "Can't have, old boy." "I'd have known about it." "Quiet!" " Call a cab, porter." " Yes, sir." "Boy." " Handsome, mind." "Growlers barred." " He knows, sir." " I could've done with a nap myself." " Got all night, haven't you?" " Going to the theater tonight." "I invited two ladies." " Can't you sleep there?" " Can I come?" " One is the mother." "Your cab, sir." "Ah, the opera singers, eh?" "No wonder civilians are grumbling about the army." "Ought to be ashamed of yourselves, yelling and screaming like some damned... damned foreigner." "That's a nice state of things." "Officers and men losing their lives in South Africa... while young officers are roaring about public places like drunkards." "Perhaps you are drunk, huh?" " What's this?" " V.C., sir." " Where did you get it?" " South Africa, Jordaan Siding." " You're Candy, Sugar Candy?" " Yes, sir." " Good show, Candy." " Thank you, sir." " Hopwell, sir." " Hopwell?" "Hopwell?" " Son of Barney Hopwell of the 66th?" " Yes, sir." " You're very musical." " No, sir." " And so are you." " You mean Mignon, sir? "I am Tatania."" " You're what?" " Tatania, sir." "We were shut up with her in a block house... for seven months nearJordaan Siding." " I beg your pardon?" " It's an aria, sir." "You know, Mignon." "We had a phonograph and broke every record but that one." "We know it by heart." " Are you boys going to the Lilly?" "Ah, that's where I'm going." " Yes, sir." " Can I give you a lift?" " No thank you, sir." "We've got a cab." " Right." "St. James' Palace." " Right, sir." "I hope you two boys enjoy your leave." "You've earned it." " Thank you, sir." "Mind your sword in the door." " Boy!" " Another handsome." " The old horse thief." " Ever ridden in one?" " Rather." "All the way to Epsom." " Lovely lines, hasn't it?" " Top end." " Hot potato, sir?" " No, we've just come over for a warm." "Same beastly drizzle, same fog and soot." "Good old London." "Now, listen, Suggie." "You remember that interview you gave the Times?" " You don't mean to say you read it?" " Me?" "No." " But I have a niece who has a governess who has a sister." " Pretty?" " Never laid eyes on her." "But she read it." " Who?" "My niece's governess' sister in Berlin." "And she wrote to her sister over here, who gave the letter to my niece to give to me to give to you." " Who do I give it to?" " Nobody." "It's for you and there it is." " Why?" " Well, read it, you big ape." "You'll find out." "It's interesting." " Sit down." " Thank you, sir." " Fire away." " Well, sir." "I have a friend..." "Good." "Not everyone can say that." " Continue." " This friend of mine has a niece..." "Cut it short, my boy." "You say in here something about a letter." "One:" "Who wrote it?" "Two:" "What's in it?" "Three:" "What's the War Office got to do with it?" "Four:" "I'll tell you." "Five:" "Out." "One!" "A girl wrote it, from Berlin." "Her name's Edith Hunter." "She's a governess there." "Rather an uncomfortable billet just now." "That's just it, sir." "They hate us in Germany." "They're spreading propaganda all over Europe..." "That we're killing women and children in South Africa." "That we're starving them in concentration camps." "Shooting mothers, burning babies." "You wouldn't believe the things they've invented." "I spoke to Conan Doyle." "He thinks something ought to be done about it too." "About what?" "What's all this about a letter?" "And who's Conan Doyle?" "The author chap." "He writes the Sherlock Holmes stories in the Strand Magazine." " This Doyle fellow writes the Sherlock Holmes stories?" " Yes, sir." " Conan Doyle, you must have seen his name." " Never heard ofhim." "But I've read every Sherlock Holmes story since they started in July '91." " Are you reading The Hound of the Baskervilles?" " Am I not?" "What did you think of the end of the last installment?" "A bit of a facer for poor old Watson." ""Lovely evening, my dear Watson." "I really think you'll be more comfortable outside than in."" "Sarcastic devil, that fellow Holmes." "I once had a C.O. Just like him." "He must be a rather good fellow as authors go." "Well, sir, Mr. Conan Doyle is collecting material about our campaign in South Africa... to counter German propaganda." " The Times printed an interview with me about seven weeks ago." " Oh, that's bad." "Good rule to keep out of the newspapers." "Still, the Times, a bit different." " Yeah." "Yeah, I suppose." " Yes, sir." "In this interview, I mentioned the name of a place called Jordaan Siding." "I was there for seven months." "Now, this girl writes from Berlin... that the worst stories of all are being put about... by a fellow called Kaunitz who says he saw with his own eyes..." "British soldiers kill 250 women and children atJordaan Siding... in order to save feeding them." "Do you know this fellow Kaunitz?" "Of course, sir." "He's the most awful little rat." "He was spying for us and spying for the Boers." "He made South Africa too hot for himself and skipped." "Both sides would've shot him if they'd caught him." "I see." "What do you want me to do about it?" "My leave isn't up for four weeks." " Why shouldn't I go to Berlin and confront this little rat?" " My dear boy." "First of all, it's not done." "This isn't army business." "This is embassy." "Leave politics to the politicians." "You wouldn't like a diplomat charging into the front line with your company, would you?" " It might do him a lot of good, sir." " Juvenile nonsense, my boy." " Sorry, sir." " You were sent home in order to recuperate." " Your country needs you." "Play golf?" " Yes, sir." " What's your form?" " About ten, sir." " Hmm." "Care for a game?" " Sorry, sir." "I'm invited by Lady Gilpin to Leicestershire to start tomorrow." "Oh, enjoy yourself." " M.I., Major Plumley." " By the way," " this author chap." " Author chap, sir?" " Yes." "This fellow that wrote Hound of the Baskervilles." " Conan Doyle?" "You didn't happen to ask him, by any chance, what happens in the next installment," " Just a moment." " Did you?" "Yes, sir." "There's another murder." " Not the baronet?" " No, sir." "The baronet is safe." "Good." "Good, I'm glad." " Warm forJanuary." " Damn cold, I call it." "Take my tip, my boy." "You've got a damn good V.C. Now keep quiet for a bit, hmm?" "Well, what did he say?" "Look here, do you still want to go to the theater tonight?" " Well, I like that." "You told me when I asked you..." " Never mind what I said." "Here you are, box "A." Her Majesty's Theater, The Last of the Dandies." "Introduce yourself to Lady Gilpin and Sybil." "Say I've gone on some secret mission." "Make me out the most mysterious, romantic figure." "The girl's pretty." "The mother's a gorgon." " Are you going on a secret mission?" " Yes, to Berlin." " Did he send you?" " No, it's a secret from him too." "Morning, Brady." "You send those flowers?" "Yes, sir." "Oh, Mr. Hopwell, there's a postcard for you, sir." "Ah, from Mr. Candy." "So the old bugger got there." " How is Mr. Candy, sir?" " Read it yourself." " Mr. Candy?" "Yes." " Miss Hunter?" "Thank you for your telegram." "It came as a great surprise to me." " I had no idea you were in Berlin." " Nor had I, till now." " I beg your pardon?" " I only arrived yesterday." "Do you..." "Can you possibly mean that you've come here solely on account of my letter?" " Well, naturally." " Oh." " You don't mind, do you?" " No, no." "Of course not." "Well, shall we sit down?" " Did you have a good journey?" " Excellent." "I'm sorry to bring you out in such weather." "I was about to call on you." " I've changed my address." " Indeed?" " My position became intolerable." "I've had to leave." " No." "English people are not very popular in Berlin at the moment, you know." " Do you mean you've lost your job because you're English?" " Yes." " Can you get another job?" " Perhaps in a few months' time." "Not now." " What will you do now?" " Go back." " To England?" " Yes, I'm afraid so." "Cheer up." "England isn't as bad as all that, you know." "That is what we both want to prove, isn't it, Mr. Candy?" "Yes, Miss Hunter." " How shall we begin?" " You mentioned in your letter a fellow named Kaunitz." " Do you know what he looks like?" " No, I've never seen him." " I know a café where he and his friends hold their Stammtisch." " You do?" "That means they have a table regularly reserved for them." "Do you know any of his friends, Miss Hunter?" "Yes, one." "A student." "A brother of my employer..." "my ex-employer." "He is a Burschenschafter." " You know what Burschenschafts are?" " No, Miss Hunter." "They are associations of students professing political principles." "They assert them by drinking beer and fighting duels." " Dueling is very popular here, I believe." " Oh, yes." "It's a proud father that has a scarred son and vice versa." "German girls find scars very attractive." "A book was recently published on the German colonies in which it was specifically stated... that one of the advantages of possessing dueling scars was... that the natives of Africa look with more respect upon a white man who bears them..." " than upon those who do not." " I feel like Stanley and Livingston." " Surely not the both, Mr. Candy." " No, you're Miss Livingston." "I'm the missionary." " Livingston was the missionary, Mr. Candy." " Oh, yes." "Of course." "So he was." "Well, about this café, can you take me there this evening?" " Do you wish me to accompany you?" " Of course." " Very well." " I mean, it's awfully nice of you." "I should obviously be absolutely lost without you." "Dear Mr. Candy, you are Livingston..." "I presume." "Mr. Candy." "Ninety-three." "Oh, it's a song." "All the rage just now." ""Die Mühle ging 'rum und 'rum." The mill went round and round, Mr. Candy." " Miss Hunter, I'm afraid I've met you here under false pretenses." " Indeed?" "Why?" "There are political complications." "The Prince of Wales is coming to Berlin." "He's invited to the kaiser's birthday party." " A goodwill visit and all that sort of thing, you know." " I know." "It was in the papers." "You see, Miss Hunter, I know a chap at our embassy here." "We were at school together." "His name's Fitzroy." "Only we used to call him Babyface." "But how are the Prince of Wales and your friend Babyface connected?" "Well, you see, he nearly had a fit when he knew why I'd come." "Babyface, I mean." "He lugged me in to see the second secretary and he nearly had a fit too... the possible scandal, you know." "Are you coming to a point, Mr. Candy?" "Yes." "The point is that I had to promise to do nothing." " And I went bail for you too." " Oh." "Apparently, it's a matter for careful diplomacy." "You can see what they mean." " Yes, of course." " I know nothing about politics." "I rather stuck my head in where I wasn't wanted." "You know, I could get into the most awful trouble." " Trouble, Mr. Candy?" " Well, I'm a soldier." "You know that, Miss Hunter." "I thought you were a soldier this morning, Mr. Candy, or have you joined the army since lunch?" " The table's filling up." " Whose table?" "Don't you remember the Stammtisch?" "It's where Kaunitz will sit." "You know, it's a bit staggering... to see a girl take such an interest in politics." " Politics?" " Well, what else can you call it?" "German propaganda against England." "Counter-propaganda." "This Verband he's in." "That's politics, isn't it?" "Not for me, nor for a great many people." "You see, Mr. Candy, when our embassy in Berlin... reports to the foreign office in London that a slight change of attitude is visible... in the German nationals towards the Boer question," "I have to report home in my letter that I have lost my position... and am returning to the bosom of my family." "I suppose they'll be rather sick about it." "On the contrary, they will welcome me with open arms." " I don't blame them, either." " No, Mr. Candy, you see, my family were opposed to my coming to Berlin." " They said that the best place for a young girl is home." " Quite so." " Why?" " What do you mean, why?" "How do you know what is the best place for a young girl?" " Are you a girl?" "Have you any daughters?" " I say." "You see, while you men have been fighting, we women have been thinking." "Think for yourself, Mr. Candy." "What careers are there open to a woman?" " She can get married." " I was just going to say." "Supposing she doesn't want to get married?" "She can go and be a governess." "But what does a governess know, Mr. Candy?" "Nothing, I assure you." "Then what can she teach the children who are in her charge?" "Very little except good manners, if she herself has good manners." " Good manners are important." " Did you learn that in South Africa, Mr. Candy?" "My brothers told me that good manners cost us Magerfontein, Stormberg and Colenso." "Six thousand men killed and 20,000 wounded, and two years of war." "When with a little common sense and bad manners, there would have been no war at all." "One thing I don't understand is why you should have to teach German children manners." "I should've thought there were plenty of English kids who..." " I will tell you if you promise not to laugh at me." " I promise." " My only asset is a fluent command of English." " Hear, hear." "Obviously to teach English in England is to carry coals to Newcastle... and correspondingly ill-paid." "I therefore decided to obtain a post in Germany... where my English would command a premium," " and having learnt German, to return to England where my German..." " Well, I'll be sugared." " That is he." " It's him all right, the little skunk." " Well, shall we go?" " Go?" "Oh, yes, I suppose so." "History will remember this as the great retreat from the Café Höhenzollern." "Just a second, please." "Here we are." "Can you get the orchestra to play 141?" "Why, yes, of course." "Call a waiter." "Herr Ober." "Oh, it's Mignon." ""I am Tatania." Do you really like it?" "Please ask him." "I'll explain later." "Herr Ober." " Herr Kapellmeister." " Bitte." "Der Tisch da drüben wünscht die Mignon." "Die Dame mit dem Hut." "Kaunitz was a prisoner in our blockhouse for seven weeks." "This was the only record we had on our phonograph." "I want to see if he remembers it." "Touched him on the raw, all right." "Herr Ober!" "He's calling the waiter." "Herr Ober." " Is it done to bribe the orchestra?" " Not with money." "Beer." " Bier für das Orchester." " Jawohl." "Round one to Kaunitz." "Also, prost, meine Herren." "Prost." "Reinforcements are coming." "Herr Kapellmeister, Bier für das Orchester." "Das ist grossartig." "Bier." " Wovon kommt das?" " Von dem Tisch da drüben." " Herr Ober.!" " Herr Kaunitz." "Jawohl, Herr Kaunitz." " He's coming up." " Let us go, Mr. Candy." "A bit late now." " I hope he doesn't see you." " I hope he does." "Hello, Kaunitz." "Das ist ja eine schöne Überraschung, Herr Candy." " Come on, Kaunitz." "You speak English." " I do." "But I prefer German." "Meine Damen und Herren.!" "Stop it, Kaunitz." "I'm with a lady." "You should have thought of that before you started your little joke." "Stop it, Kaunitz." " Take off your..." " Come on, be a good man." "Get back to your table." " Dafür werden sie Rechenschaft geben, Sie Flegel." " Rasch." "Hilf mir, Hans." "Herr Kapellmeister." "Spielen Sie." "Please tell him it's all his fault." " He started it." " Engländer.!" "Bitte, meine Herren." "Kein Skandal." "Eine Schande." "Sie dulden englische Schweine in ihrem Lokal." " Wir haben gar nichts gemacht." " Mit ihnen haben wir nichts zu tun." "Manners." "Ich spreche Englisch." "You will get into great trouble, my man." " You are not now in England." " You saw very well that he asked for it." "Herr Kaunitz is a friend of us." " You will satisfaction give." " Please stop shouting." "You don't understand." "This gentleman and Herr Kaunitz are old friends." "Was sagt sie?" "It's going a bit far to call that skunk a friend of mine." "Herr Kaunitz is a member of der Alldeutsche Verband." "Then the Alldeutsche Verband ought to be ashamed of itself." "Mein Herr, officers of the Imperial German Army... are members of the Alldeutsche Verband." "Then the officers of the Imperial German Army... ought to be ashamed of themselves too." "Einen Augenblick, bitte." "Bitte sehr." " Von Ritter." " Von Schonborn." " Uh, Fitzroy." " Können wir mit Ihnen Deutsch sprechen?" " Natürlich." "Was wünschen Sie, meine Herren?" "It being on British territory, should we rather speak in English?" "Righto." "How can I help you gentlemen?" "Won't you sit down?" "Thank you." "Thank you." "We wish some information about a compatriot of yours in Berlin," " a certain Mr. Candy." " Clive Candy?" " Yes, Clive Candy." " You've come to the right man." " I know him well." "We were at Harrow together." " Indeed?" "We've lost touch a bit since the war, though." "He's army, you know." "He is an officer of the British Army?" " Yes, he's just returned from South Africa." " This is excellent news." " You have relieved us from great doubts." " I don't quite understand." "We were worried that your friend might not be able to give satisfaction." "Satisfaction?" "It is understood that an officer of the Imperial German Army... cannot demand satisfaction from an opponent who is not his equal in position and honor." "But since this Clive Candy is an officer," " he can be challenged." " Challenged?" "To what?" " To a duel, Mr. Fitzroy." " Duel?" "Venning, hurry over to the Kaiserhof." "Bring Mr. Clive Candy here at once." "Don't come back without him." "Yes, Mr. Fitzroy." " I told you to hurry, Venning." "Don't argue." "Go at once!" " But..." " Mr. Candy has insulted the whole of the German Army." " I didn't insult anybody." "I said if the army officers belonged to the Alldeutsche Verband with Kaunitz..." "Then the German Army ought to be ashamed of itself." "That's what you said." "Eighty-two Ulan officers want to challenge you." "Mr. Candy's told me the whole story." "By the way, Candy, that girl you mentioned, is she trustworthy?" "Oh, undoubtedly, sir." "Surely it's not suggested that Mr. Candy should fight the whole officer corps." "They're drawing lots, sir, to decide who is to have the honor... of fighting this gentleman who has not insulted anybody." "Yes, I agree." "Have you any suggestions, Colonel?" "Militarily speaking, Mr. Candy has no option." "He cannot fight a duel." "He must run away." "Politically speaking, such an action would be disastrous." " Mr. Candy must fight." " Yes, but, gentlemen, one moment." "Surely you're leaving Mr. Candy out of your calculations." " I'll fight if necessary, sir." " Yes, my dear boy." "I know that." " You'd better go to your hotel and stay there." " Yes, sir." "And could you get in touch with Miss..." "Miss Hunter, sir?" "I believe I could." "Explain to her it's necessary to give the impression... that your reasons for coming to Berlin were to see her, hmm?" " You're probably in love with her or something of the sort." " I say, sir." "But I'm not." "My dear Mr. Candy, you've caused enough trouble already." "Do what I ask." "Meanwhile, I and these gentlemen will discuss the best way to get you out of this... and us." "Well, you are a bloody..." "May I have the codex, Herr Eckmeister?" "Thank you." "This is our famous Brown Codex, Colonel Goodhead." "The code of honor observed by all duelists." "We thought you might not be familiar with it." "Thank you, I shall study it with attention." "We have permission to offer for the site of the duel... the gymnasium at the barracks of our regiment." "We agree." "We are now in the position to announce the name of our fellow officer... who will fight Lieutenant Candy..." "Oberleutnant Theodor Kretschmar-Schuldorff." " May I make a note of that?" " With the greatest of pleasure." " His card." " Thank you." "Have you gentlemen any suggestions regarding choice of leader for the duel?" "We suggest the military attaché to the Swedish delegation." "We agree." "His name is?" " Colonel Borg." " Colonel Borg." "Regarding sabers, we shall, of course, supply a number to choose from." " With your permission, we shall supply a number as well." " Most certainly, colonel." " The choice of sabers will be determined by lot." " I see." "You know, of course, that sabers must not exceed the maximum weight of 60 dekagrams." " Sixty dekagrams." " We shall make a note of it." "You will, of course, bring your own doctor." "We shall bring ours." "We agree." "Do you prefer to strip the upper parts of the bodies of the combatants," " or do you prefer them in shirtsleeves?" " Shirtsleeves." "I see here that paragraph 133 says," ""A few hours previous to the duel, it is advisable to take a bath."" "Only the principals, not the seconds." "It's a very strange sensation to be preparing a duel... between two people who've never even seen each other." "It happens sometimes." "Marriages also, you know?" "By the way, has your man ever fought a duel?" "No." "Has yours?" "Strictly between ourselves," "Theo doesn't really approve of duels." "Then, gentlemen, is this fight really necessary?" "Sir, there are moments in a soldier's life when his personal feelings do not count." "Oberleutnant Kretschmar-Schuldorff knows his duties very well." "We have not agreed upon the time, gentlemen." "Will 7:00 in the morning be agreeable to you?" " Get it over early?" " I agree." "Seven o'clock." "It would be advisable to meet half an hour earlier." "At 6:30 a.m. In the gymnasium of the barracks of the Second Ulans." "Here comes our man." " Morning." "Slept well?" " Very." "He was still sleeping when I called for him at the hotel." " They forgot to wake me." " Your nerves are all right, my boy." " Dr. Crowther, Mr. Candy." " How do you do?" "Why wasn't I allowed any breakfast?" " 'Cause the book says not." " It would." "Ah, you'll do." " Do you want this?" " I hope you've read it." "Miss Hunter read it." "She says it's a joke, good enough for punch." " Where is Theo Kretschmar-Schuldorff?" " He hasn't shown up yet." "I congratulate you on your pronunciation of the name." "I learned it by heart so that when my grandchildren say," ""Grandpa, have you ever cut anybody's ear off?"" "I shall be able to say, "Yes, Theo Kretschmar-Schuldorff's."" "Nobody could invent a name like that." "Hello, who's this?" "Colonel Borg, the Swedish military attaché." "He's going to lead the combat." "Colonel Borg, Mr. Candy." "I must of course use German expressions." "I shall say los for starting, and halt for stop." " Can you memorize these two words?" " I'll try, sir." "Anyhow, at the beginning, I'll be pretty sure that you mean start, and during the combat, you're not likely to say "start" again." "That is true." "Excuse me." "Seven o'clock." "Theo Kretschmar-Schuldorff... will forfeit his entrance fee if he isn't..." "I wish I'd brought my uniform." " How are you with a saber?" " Oh, I don't know." "I know which end to hold." " We drew lots for them." " I hope mine's a nice light one." "All sabers weigh the same." "Seconds, please." "Excuse me, please." "Would you undo your shirt?" "Thank you." "Right." "Do you want to roll up your sleeve or will you rip it off?" " What's better?" " I am not permitted to give advice." " I think I'll rip it." " It is definitely better." "Doctor, your scissors, please." " What did he hope to find in there?" " Protective bandages." "Good luck, my boy." "Now you alone will come with me, please." "You'd better rub your feet in the rosin." "I shall read now the protocol." "You will start only at the command los." "You must stop the combat if you hear the command halt, whoever may say it." "If you feel to be wounded, you must stop the combat, and by leaping back you must regain position at the original distance, even if no "halt" has been commanded." "It is forbidden to seize the weapon of the opponent with the bare hand." "Sekundanten, bitte." "Into fighting position, please." "Ready?" "Los!" " They must have started by now." " You never know." "I heard of one chap whose nerve broke." " Absolutely went all to pieces." " Poor fellow." "He was in such a funk, this chap, that he couldn't even lift his arm." "The seconds tried to lift it for him, but as soon as they let go, down it dropped like a railroad signal." "Rum." "I say, I hope our chap doesn't get killed." "It'll create an awful stink if he does." "Mr. Fitzroy, I think you are the most odious man I've ever met." "And if anything does happen to him, I'll blow up your embassy!" " I say, are you a suffragette?" " Never mind, but if anything does happen to Mr. Candy, I..." "Oh, you mean Suggie." "I was talking about the German fellow." "Why, nothing could possibly ever happen to Suggie." "He won the fencing shield at school two years running." " Do you know that man has the most..." " Oh, look." " Afternoon, Miss Hunter." " Good afternoon." " You can go in now, my dear." " How is he?" "The doctors say six to eight weeks, not longer." " Fit as a fiddle." " I'm so glad." "They've given permission for you to stay here in the building." "I'm not staying in Germany, Colonel Goodhead." "I go back tomorrow." "I've already telegraphed my father." " Haven't you told her?" " No." "Now, Miss Hunter, you must be sensible." "We're very fortunate that everything has gone off so well." "You wouldn't want to spoil everything, would you?" "Spoil everything?" "The duel was generally supposed to be about you." "What would people say if you left him now, wounded and alone in a nursing home?" "Naturally, I thought you understood all this." " Otherwise, why have you come here?" " To say good-bye to Mr. Candy." "Go in now, Miss Hunter." "And don't bother about the bills." "They have orders to send those to the embassy." " Good afternoon." " Good afternoon." "Good afternoon, Miss Hunter." "Well." "Bitte." " Guten Tag..." " Good afternoon, Miss Hunter." "You are Miss Hunter?" "My name is Erna Konig, and I speak really excellent English." "Oh, that's splendid." "How is he?" "He can neither hear nor speak." "It will be very difficult for a day or two until we take the bandages off." "He has a fine cut." "His upper lip is very nearly severed." "It is really almost ten centimeters in length." "A knife could not have done it better." " Is he in great pain?" " Oh, but certainly." "He is a very lucky man not to have glass splinters in the wound." " Glass splinters?" " It is a very common accident in our winter." "The snow freeze on the boot." "The warm room melt the ice." "And the little piece of slippery ice lie in wait for the hurrying foot." "But to fall right through the glass window of the British ambassador..." " that is not so common." " No, indeed." "And would you believe it?" "We have another accident in the next wing." "An officer." "He is cut to the forehead." "Twelve stitches." " Quite a coincidence." " I go now to prepare your room." " You are staying here, don't you?" " Yes, Nurse Erna, I do." "If you wish to speak to him, please to shout." "I have got you into an awful mess." "Awful mess." "You've got me into a mess too." "I forgive you." "Do you want me to write to your people in England?" "Parents?" "Brother?" "Sister?" "Fiancée?" "Oh, you want your wallet?" "Oh, your aunt." "What's the address?" "Your aunt seems to like short letters." "What shall I tell her, the truth?" "Accident?" "Hunting accident?" "Do you know Oberleutnant Kretschmar-Schuldorff is here?" "He has a very bad cut on his forehead." "Eight stitches?" "Oh, he has twelve stitches." "Here is refreshment, Miss Hunter." "Then you must depart for today." " When can he have visitors?" " Wednesday is visitors' day, Miss Hunter." " Every Wednesday?" " Every Wednesday from 3:00 p.m. To 5:00 p.m." "At 5:00 p.m. A bell is rung for the end of visitors' hours." " Auf Wiedersehen." " Auf Wiedersehen." " After you, sir." " Bitte sehr." "Darin." " What's he say, Aubrey?" " I think he wants us to go first, sir." "Can't do that, can we?" "You and I, you know, together." " Ach, wie nett." "Was können sie bloss sein?" " Keine Ahnung." " Engländer." " Danke, danke, Fräulein." "I had thought that no one could smoke so much as a German officer." "Now I see that a British officer can surpass him." "And not only in smoking, my dear Nurse Erna." "And in what else also?" "Eating, drinking, making love, growing mustaches." "Miss Hunter, I'm going to grow a mustache." "What is your opinion?" " Excellent." "Our dragoons gave you the idea." " You always find me out." "I saw them cross the vestibule preceded by their mustaches." "They nearly caused a diplomatic incident at the door." "They collided with a party of Ulans coming from..." "My dear Miss Hunter, soldiers cause military incidents." "They leave diplomacy to the diplomats." "A German officer would shave off his mustache to show that he had a scar." "That's just one of the points where we differ, my dear Nurse Erna." " Will you like me with a mustache, Miss Hunter?" " How do you know you can grow one?" "Nurse Erna, Nurse Erna, is it permissible to insult the patients?" " What view, if any, do you take of my great mustache plan?" " You are the mustache type." "Thank you." "She's taken away..." "Always tidying up." "Nurse Erna, where are my..." "Thank you." " Is the British Army enjoying itself in Berlin?" " On the whole, yes." "They had lunch yesterday in the regimental mess of the First Dragoon Guards." "The kaiser spoke and the Prince of Wales spoke." " Spoke about what?" " Nobody could remember." " When do they return to London?" " In a week." "Would you care to accompany them?" " Well, they'll have a special train, surely." " We could always try." "Or you could stay another five weeks and come back with me." " Great care must be taken of me." " No doubt." "No answer at all." "Will you or won't you?" "If you stay on, you may get anotherjob." "We'll see." "Are we going to play cards?" "I've asked Nurse Erna to fix up a bridge four." "We don't want to get bored." "The head nurse is finding a suitable couple for you to play with after dinner." "But you must not stay up after 10:30 at the very latest." " I promise you, Nurse Erna." " You do play?" " Only whist." " It's simple." "Let's have a trial game of double dummy." "I will bring a lamp." "You're a good pupil, Edith." "That's 32,000 pounds I owe you." " I'll toss you double or quits." " Agreed." " All right, what is it?" " Heads..." "No, I mean tails." "Heads it is." "We're quits." "Here are cigarettes." "But please do remember that smoking is bad for you." " Ich liebe Sie, Nurse Erna." " You are an angel, Nurse Erna." "There are our guests." "Would you let them in?" "Frau von Kalteneck, Oberleutnant Kretschmar-Schuldorff." "Miss Hunter, Mr. Candy." "Ich hoffe Sie werden sich gut unterhalten." " How do you do?" " How do you do?" " Kretschmar-Schuldorff." " Yes, I know." "Danke sehr." "I'm very glad you've come." "I promised Theo to make a little speech." " He would like to have made it himself." " Very much." "Theo knows only two English expressions:" ""Very much" and "not very much."" " Stimmt's, Theo?" " Very much." " He would like to have come before." " Very much." "Only he was afraid nobody could translate to you what he says." "Miss Hunter speaks German." "She sprechen German." "Nicht sehr gut." "Ich finde Sie reden ausgezeichnet." "Theo has heard that you were took part in the South Africa campaign." " Ja, ja." " And that you have won a very famous medal." " Ja, Victoria..." "Uh." "Ja, cross." " Victoria Cross." "He envies you because a German officer knows about war only from the newspapers." " And mostly wrongly." " And mostly wrongly." " Let's have a drink, shall we?" "Sherry?" " I would love a glass of sherry." " Would you like sherry?" " Not very much." "Port?" "She and I, we drink "Kirchwater."" "Kirchwasser." "Yes, that's right. "Kirchwater." Do you like it?" "Very, very much." "Let me help you." "Do you know Berlin, Mr. Candy?" "The Hotel Kaiserhof, the British Embassy, the Café Höhenzollern, and the gymnasium of the barracks of the Second Ulans." "I hope we shall be able to show you more than that." " Eine Zigarette, Oberleutnant?" " Furchtbar nett." "Danke sehr." " Do you like the opera?" "Concerts?" " I prefer riding, hunting or polo." "I adore hunting, and I love sports." "Interessieren Sie sich für Sport, gnädige Fräulein?" "Nein, ich habe keinerlei Talent für Sports." "Cut for partners." " You and I." " Sie und ich." " What's he say?" " I hope we shall be able to play every night." " Oh, yes." "Rather." " Very much." " I say." " Oh, Babyface, I want you a moment." " What is it, those nursing home accounts?" " Yeah." "Would you kindly explain what the deuce this item means?" " Forty packs of playing cards?" " Oh, that." "It's enough for the casino at Monte Carlo." "I spoke to Miss Hunter about it." "But she says the evenings were so long..." " there's nothing much to do at Stolpchensee in the winter." " Very well." " Don't you ever do any work?" " What?" "Oh, these." "First time this year." "I draw it mild." "Well, don't catch a cold." "These nursing homes are an expensive business." " Is Miss Hunter returning to England?" " As far as I know." " Not at our expense, I hope." " Good heavens, no." "She was going anyway." " So was Candy, for that matter." " I know." "He had a return ticket." "It's expired." " Very well." "Buy him a new one." " Righto." "And get Candy to give you that old ticket of his." "We'll claim a refund at Cooks." "Those things belong to Theo." "Put them with the alarm clock." " How's your own packing going?" " Not fast." "Well, you'd better hurry up then." " I'll be all right." " Don't you be so sure." "We've only got half an hour if we're going to call at the embassy first." " Stop moving about." " I'm not moving about!" "Keep your hair on." "I say, old girl, what's up?" "Edith, I say." "What's the matter?" "It's not because I didn't call for you yesterday, is it?" " You know Frau von Kalteneck left for the south last night." " Did she?" " You knew she was going?" " I'd forgotten." "It's not my fault if you don't like horses, is it?" "We went to see her riding stables." "She's got some fine beasts." "They're a bit fat though." "I say, old girl." "Do stop crying." " Supposing somebody came in." " Nobody will come in." "Look." "I promise to take you out the first night we get back to London." "Her Majesty's Theater, The Last of the Dandies." "They say it's an awfully good show." " But the papers say..." " What paper?" "What do you mean?" "Is that's what's making you cry?" "The papers say there was a play at Her Majesty's called Ulysses." "Oberleutnant Kretschmar-Schuldorff returns your books, Mr. Candy." "He is on his way to see you." " Oh, I must hurry." " You'd better." "I'll meet you in the hall." "What am I to do with them?" "I don't read German." "Miss Hunter got them for me." " You can present them to our library." " Clever, Nurse Erna." "But I must write my name in them so Clive Candy's name... will live forever in a corner at Stolpchensee." " May I come in?" " Come in, me old horse, me old steeplechaser." " Wo ist Edith?" " Packing." "Wieso packing?" "Wieso packing?" "Well, of course." "Und Sie?" "How much longer Sie?" " Oh, ich, eine week, oder..." " Two weeks?" "Two week." "Ja." " Clive, Edith come here translate." " I can translate." "Don't interrupt Edith." "She'll never be ready." "Shall I fetch Miss Hunter?" "Ich mussen call at embassy, old man." "Get my ticket nach London." "Ja." "Bitte, wollen Sie das gnädige Fräulein hier holen?" " Drink?" " Nein, uh," " not now." " All right." "What the blazes is up with everybody today?" "Clive, you und I, friends, yes?" "Or no?" "Well, of course we're friends." "We must... duel again." "Where's your dictionary, old man?" "You must've got two pages stuck together." "I love... your..." "Jetzt habe ich das Wort vergessen." "Your Miss Hunter." "Say that again." "I love your Miss Hunter." " You're cuckoo." " Nein." "Ich nein cuckoo." "You cuckoo... because Miss Hunter..." "loves me." "Congratulations." "When did it happen?" " Why don't I know about it?" " No duel?" "Duel?" "I?" "Ich fight anyone who tried to stop it." " Now will you have a drink?" " Double drink." "You know, old boy, Edith was never my fiancée." " Ach, fiancée." "Das ist das Wort das ich nicht finden konnte." " No, not my fiancée." "Lovely girl." "Sweet girl, but not my fiancée." " Cheers." " Bottom up." " Herein." " Come in." "Ah, Nurse Erna." "Come and have a drink." " Where's the fiancée?" " Dass sie will nicht kommen?" "She won't come down?" "Then we go up." "Come on Theo." "Moment, moment." "Die Flaschen." "Und the glasses." "Edith." " Come in." " Edith, my child." "I feel like a proud father." " Do you, Clive?" "Why?" " I have to give you away, don't I?" " Who told you?" " I told." " In fluent double German." "Das einzige Wort das ich nicht finden konnte war fi..." " Fiancée." " Fiancée, ja." "A toast." "Here's to the happiness of my fiancée, who was never my fiancée." "And here's to the man who tried to kill me before he was introduced to me." " Prost." " Prost." " May I kiss the bride?" " Why ask?" "I did not ask." " Good-bye, Clive." " Good-bye, Edith, old girl." "I hope we'll meet again sometime." "I'm sure we shall." "Now, listen to me, you son of a gun." "You won't understand a word of what I'm going to say, but..." "I came to Berlin to find a rat, and I found two of the grandest people I've ever met." "I leave to you, you Prussian stiffneck, you, this girl in trust." "And if you don't take care ofher, I'll raise the whole of England against you." "The navy will steam up your stinking Stolpchensee, and I'll lead the army down Unter den Linden, and we'll..." "Clive, my English is not very much, but my friendship for you... is very much." " I hope it's taught you a damn good lesson, Candy." " Yes, sir." "The trouble with you young fellows is you always want to go changing everything." "And what's the result?" "You spend all your leave in a nursing home full of foreigners." "You've cost the treasury a lot of money." "And you make the foreign office very cross." "Yes, very cross." "And what did you get for it?" "Your beauty spoiled." "You weren't any fashion plate before." " I'd be surprised if any woman would look twice at you now." " So would I, sir." "When you were here in January, I told you very clearly it was not your concern." " It was an embassy job." " Well, sir, I thought I'd take a chance." "A chance?" "A chance?" "You can't afford to take a chance with your career, my boy." "You are in the army as a career, aren't you?" "Not for five minutes?" "You were putting up a pretty good show." "Then you go barging in on this nonsense... and you come very near to getting yourself kicked out." " You don't want to get kicked out, do you?" " No, sir." "Well, let me tell you one thing." "Don't bother your head with things you don't understand and you won't go far wrong." "Never go off at half cock." "Keep cool, keep your mouth shut, and avoid politicians like the plague." " That's the way to get on in the army." " Thank you, sir." "Care to dine at my club tonight?" " Sorry, sir." "I'm taking someone to the theater." " Pretty?" "I haven't met her yet, sir." "You're still a bit cracked, my boy." "Well, I hope you improve as you get older." "And cheer up, my boy." "Yes, sir." "Father, whose oath in hollow hell is heard, whose act is lightning after thunder word, a boon, a boon that I compassion find... for one, the most unhappy of mankind." " How is he named?" " Ulysses, he who planned to take the towered city of Troy land." " What wouldst thou?" " This, that he at the last may view..." " the smoke of his own fire upcurling blue." " Where abides the man?" "Calypso this long while detains him in her languorous ocean isle." "Father of gods, this man hath stricken blind my dear son Polyphemus." "With wind, with roaring waves, I may let him be hurled from sea to sea..." " and dashed about the world." " Peace, children." "From your shrew reviling cease." "Hermes, command Calypso to release Ulysses... and to waft him over seas." "Ulysses shall return." "Cloud gatherer, stay." "Yet canst thou work in mischief on the way." "Ere he touch at last his native shore," "Ulysses must abide one labor more." " Thank you." "Where's the bar?" " Darling, do control yourself." " I say, there's old Suggie." " Really, darling?" "Where?" "Suggie." "Suggie." " Suggie!" " Thou, Father, in thy youth... didst feel at least for mortal women rue." "To Leda, Leto, Danae, we are told... didst surely on occasion tender..." "Who's the girl with Clive, darling?" "Do you know her?" " As a matter of fact I do." " Well, darling, who is she?" "I believe he met her sister in Berlin." "Darling, why all this mystery?" " Who is she?" " My niece's governess." "A Miss Hunter." "Wonders will never cease." "Sybil Gilpin out without her mother, and with Hoppy too." " Well, didn't you know, Mr. Candy?" "They're married." " Hoppy and Sybil?" "Over a month ago." "The family were quite taken by surprise." "It was very romantic and sudden." "And they met here in this very theater." "I know." "I seem to be a born matchmaker." " Hello, Pebble." " Master Clive." " Your aunt is asleep." " All right, don't disturb her." "I didn't feel like going to the club this evening." " You're not sick, Master Clive?" " No." "I say, Pebble." "How did you feel when you buried Mr. Pebble?" "It wasn't so bad at the time, Master Clive." "There was so much to do." " It was after that it got bad, if you understand me." " Hmm." " I hope you haven't come from a burying, sir." " No, from the theater." "But it was the same thing in a way." " Was it a sad play?" " On the contrary, it was a musical play." " Is the bed in the den made up?" " No, sir." "But it won't take a minute if you don't mind sleeping in blankets." "There isn't time to air the sheets." "Lady Margaret has made some changes..." "Pebble." "What is going on down there?" " Am I staying?" " I suppose so, since there's no man here to throw you out." " I say, who put up my South African heads?" " I don't know." " They don't look half so bad, do they?" " No." "Pebble, stop fussing like an old hen and go to your bed." "Yes, milady." " Good night, Master Clive." " Good night." " Now, even money that some catastrophe has brought you here." " You're on." " Debts?" "A woman?" " No." " Not exactly." " Explain." " I went to the theater tonight." " Alone?" " With a girl." " And why, pray, is she "not exactly"?" "Oh, it was nothing to do with her." "Hmm, perhaps." "See anyone there you knew?" " I met Hoppy and Sybil Gilpin." "They're married." " Why not?" "A very suitable match." "He has money and she has land and neither of them has any brains." " You surely weren't in love with her?" " With Sybil?" "Oh, no." "I'm glad of that." "She has the muscles of a prize fighter." "She'll hit Hoppy one day." " Hoppy could give her a couple of stone." " She'll soon make that up." "I assure you." "Who is this girl you took to the theater tonight?" "A Miss Hunter." "I met her sister in Berlin." " Is she nice?" " Very." "I mean the sister." " Which sister?" " The one that stayed in Berlin." "Then the one in London is not so nice, I take it." " No." " I see." "Now, listen, Clive." "I have 18 rooms here, a bone-idle staff eating their heads off... and when you come home from South Africa," " you go straight to your club." " I know." "It's awful." "I want you to remember, that whatever you do and wherever you are, you've always got a home here." "And whatever you shoot, there's always room for them here too." "Look how much room there is." "This is Dead Cow Crossroads, sir." "The question is whether that's the church with the double tower... or the Estaminet du Pont." "Damn it, Murdoch." "You're supposed to know the road." "I know it at night, sir." "In the daytime it looks different." "You got a scent?" "Yes, sir." "Yon's our road, sir." "I can smell the two horses those sappers didn't bury." " Hark away, then." " Hark away, sir." "Glad to see you, sir." "I've got another umbrella for you." "You've a marvellous eye for loot, van Zijl." "Learned it from the English in the Boer War, sir." " Where did you get them?" " Off Jerries, 11 of them, brought in an hour ago." "Lord knows where they stole them." "They were using them for camouflage against aircraft." "Good evening." "Evening, sir." "Can we get through to the R.T.O. At Dupuis-sur-something?" "Dupuis-sur-Croix?" "The Yanks are down there." " How about it, Paddy?" " I'm afraid the line's down between us and Mile 14, sir." " I can send a runner." " What message, sir?" "Tell him to hold a place on the leave train." " When can I leave here?" " Not before dark." "They're plastering the road between one-seven and one-nine with shrapnel." " Right." "Will someone look after Murdoch?" " Nobby." " Very good, sir." " Mind the leak, sir." " Paddy, get that runner away." " Yes, sir." "If any of you have any important letters or messages home, I'll take them." " Thank you, sir." " Paddy." "Just now I'll see the prisoners again." "All right, sir." " What are these prisoners?" " Ulans, Second Regiment." " That's all I've got out of them so far." " I'd like to question them." "Certainly, sir." "Paddy." " Second Regiment of Ulans." " Sir?" "Bring in the prisoners and tell the orderly to light the lamp." " Any officer with them?" " Not so lucky." " Where did you nab them?" " Floating down the river early this morning." "I had a boom across that netted them like salmon." "They had a hundred pounds of dynamite with them." "My guess is they were after the new pontoon bridge below St. Mangy." "How the devil did they get to know about that?" "They took one of our patrols prisoner day before yesterday." "Are you suggesting that our fellows talked?" "The Germans know how to make them talk." "Well, if they are, they're cracking, my dear chap." "It's a sure sign." "Nobody starts to fight foul... till he sees he can't win any other way." "I quite believe Hindenburg, who I heard said the other day, that until now, Germany has used her arms with honor." "I admit he said nothing about her legs." "Halt!" "Left turn!" " Get that off to brigade in the morning." " Certainly, sir." "Do any of you know Oberst Kretschmar-Schuldorff?" "Don't play dead." "He was an oberst in your regiment the last time I heard ofhim." "Oberst Kretschmar-Schuldorff, Second Regiment of Ulans." "Which of you can speak English?" "Hey." "You spoke English an hour ago." "Answer the brigadier." "I do speak." "Ah." "Now listen to me." "We don't use the same methods that I hear you use on your prisoners, but I assure you we have means to find out what we want." "What was this explosive found on you intended for?" " I don't know." " Don't lie." "I do not know." "You took three of our men prisoners two days ago." " No." " Then how did you know about the bridge?" " I know nothing about a bridge." " Then why were you carrying dynamite?" "Quite safe to go now, sir." "Your car's waiting." " Won't you stay for dinner, sir?" " What have you got?" "Macaroni." "We found it in the cellar." " Beastly stuff." " And the usual corned horse." "No." "I think I'll take my chance at Dupuis." "Pity I've got to go." "I'd have liked another shot at those prisoners." "Oh, I think I've got the idea, sir." " I'll tackle them for you." " Right." " Make your report to brigade." " Very good, sir." "Now, listen." "I am in command here now... and I know how to deal with you scum." "I'm not a simple English gentleman." "I'm a simple South African." "And I can assure you that I have means to get what I want." "What was the dynamite for?" "How many of you got away?" "What happened to the three men you took prisoners?" "Thirty seconds to reply." " 8:35." " 8:35." "Hello!" "Hello!" "Damn it!" "Lousy line's dead, sir." "I can't get Beechwood." " Keep trying." "Yeah, and what do you want?" " Right." "I'm Brigadier General Candy." "I'm sorry, sir." "Sit down, take a load off your feet." "I couldn't see your brass for the mud." " What can I do for you?" " You're the railway transport officer?" "I run trains, if that's what you mean." " That is, when there are any trains to run." " Did you get my chit?" "Jake, will you, for the Lord's sake, get me through to Beechwood?" "The colonel's having kittens." "Try the other circuit." " You said chit?" " Yes." " What's a chit?" " A message, man." "A message." "I want transport to London." "It's urgent." "Hasn't been any message through here since I've been on duty." "See what we can do for you." "Jake, get R.T.O. At Ami-le-Bon, will ya?" " Okay, sir." " Yes, Colonel." "Yes." "Yes, we're trying to get through, sir." "We're trying the other circuit now." "Yes, I'll let you know." "Merry little madhouse we've got here, isn't it?" "Yes, very." "When does my train leave, where do I change and where can I get some food?" "I thought so." "Thanks very much." "Yeah." "That's just what I thought." "You'll have to go through to Ami-le-Bon." "I've come from Ami-le-Bon to catch a train here." " My motorcar is stuck in the mud, so don't..." " What's that?" "What, Colonel?" "The hell you say!" "Well, thanks a lot!" " That's that." " What's what?" "A German delegation is on its way to see General Foch." "They're going to sue for an armistice." "Nonsense!" "German propaganda." "An old trick to put us off our guard." "What about my train?" "There's not a train or a track or a locomotive to pull one." "In this war, I've seen ammunition dumps without ammunition, field kitchens with no cooks, motorcars with no petrol to run them on." "So I suppose I shouldn't be surprised to find a railway officer without trains." "But let me tell you this, young man, that in the Boer War or in Somaliland, this sort of inefficiency wouldn't have been tolerated for a second." "Not for a second." "Now, where can I get some grub?" "Crown ofThorns is good for a handout at almost any hour." " What is it, a pub?" " Pub, sir?" "I don't get you." "Oh, dash it." "We don't speak the same language." "Uh, a café?" "No, sir." "It's a convent." "It's on the way to Ami-le-Bon." "Show me the way, will you?" "I think I hear Armstrong coming with a bathtub now." "Armstrong, I want you to take the general over to the Crown ofThorns." "Yes, sir." "Yes, sir, General." "I sure will do that." "Kind of damp on the foot, but I'll get you there, General." " Climb aboard, sir." "You're off." " Poor show I couldn't get a train tonight." "Wasted 24 hours of my leave." "You can step on it, Armstrong." "The general's in a hurry." "I sure will do that." "Well, good-bye, General!" "What were those other wars he was talking about?" "The Boer War and the Somi-something?" "I never heard of them." "Those weren't wars." "Those were just summer maneuvers." "Here we are, General." "The Convent of the Crown ofThorns." " Let me give you a hand." " I can manage." "Thank you." " Qui est là?" " Bonsoir, SisterJacqueline." " Bonsoir, Napoleon." " I brought you a real live colonel." "Je suis un général anglais." "Mais entrez donc, mon général." "Good night, General." "Bon appetit." " Good night, SisterJacqueline." " Bonne nuit, Napoleon." "Que désirez-vous, mon général?" "Merci, madame." "Les américains... moi... je suis... je... manger." "Monsieur le général a mangé quelque chose qui lui aurait fait mal?" " Oui." "Manger." " Mais venez donc, mon général." "Bon soir, madame." " Good evening, General." " Ah." "Matron, for heaven's sake, tell your girls to sit down." "Sit down, nurses, sit down." "And your coat." "General, you have fallen on your feet." "I was beginning to think so." "I have 62 freshly trained nurses straight from England, and all dying to nurse someone." " Now, what's the trouble?" " Trouble, Matron?" "Well, the nun said you'd eaten something." "She got it wrong." "I want to eat." "I am hungry." "Yes." "C'est qu'il veut manger." " Soyez le bienvenu, général." " Merci, ma mère." " Il va rester avec nous." " Oui, ma mère." "Please." "That's settled, then." "We shall be delighted to have you with us." "Thank you." "You've been in the front line?" "I suppose you have." "I was with the Italians." "I was lucky." "I came through Caporetto without a scratch." "Good heavens, Matron." "What insect powder do you use?" "Come and sit over here, General, will you?" "Move up a bit, my dear." " Une assiette, s'il vous plaît." " Oui, matrone." "Would you pass the water, dear?" " We have macaroni." "Thank you, nurse." " Splendid." "Matron, have you ever seen the Indian rope trick?" "No, General." "Have you?" "Must be an incredible sight." "Yes, but I've never heard of anybody who's seen it... unless he heard he was going to see it first." "I beg your pardon." "I don't quite understand." "You hear about a thing, you hope to see it, and then you'll see it." "Yes, General." "Will you excuse me?" "One moment, Matron." "Do you know that girl over there?" "I'm afraid I don't." "I only met them here at the station." "Come along, nurses!" "Bed, everyone!" "Bed, everybody!" "Come along.!" "Come on, Wynne." " Où est la matron?" "Oui, la matrone." " La matrone?" " Vous désirez lui parler encore?" " Oui, parler." "Quick." "Do you know the name of the girl sitting at the end of that table?" " Dark or fair?" " Fair." "Oh, I don't remember." "Can you describe her better?" "Well, she was fair." "I didn't see the color of her eyes." " Slim." " Sorry." "It might be anyone." " Excuse me, General." " Where do you come from tonight?" "What detachment are you?" "The Yorkshire." "West Riding, most of us." " Good night, General." " Good night." " How long now?" " Not long now, sir." " You said that 10 separate times." " I know, sir." "Well, hurry." "The train leaves at 10:30." " I know, sir." " I need extra time at Ami-le-Bon." " I'm going to G.H.Q." " I know, sir." "Stop talking like an infernal parrot, Murdoch." " How do you know?" " I was told, sir." " Who told you?" " Major van Zijl's batman, sir." " What did he say?" " That you were up in the air, sir, because the major had got valuable information from theJerries... the prisoners, sir." "Your misinformation, Murdoch, is typical." " Thank you, sir." " Four pages of confessions not worth..." "Kretschmar-Schuldorff." "There can't be two of them with a name like that." " Eh, Murdoch?" " No, sir." " You don't know what on earth I'm talking about." " No, sir." "Haven't I told you about the time I was in Berlin in 1902?" "When you grew your mustache, sir?" "And yet you can't remember the name Kretschmar-Schuldorff." "You know, you ought to bequeath that brain of yours to Guy's Hospital." "Oh, I remember now, sir." "He married the girl." "Yes." "He married the girl." "Last night, Murdoch," "I saw a girl, a nurse, straight from England." "I've never seen a more striking resemblance." "She must have been a very common type of girl, sir..." "the young lady in Berlin, I mean." "She was a most uncommon..." "What the devil do you mean, Murdoch?" "Well, sir, there was that girl in films." "Remember, you went nine times?" "And there was that girl in the group out of the Bystander." "We lost it in the big push, didn't we?" "And then there's..." "Dispatch rider coming, sir." " General Candy." "Urgent message from Major van Zijl, sir." " Yes." "Came over the wire from Mile 14." "They've mended the line, sir." "Any answer, sir?" "No." "No answer." "Anything wrong, sir?" "Murdoch, the war is over." "Is it, sir?" "The Germans have accepted the terms of the armistice." "Hostilities cease at 10:00." "It's nearly that now." "Murdoch, do you know what this means?" "I do, sir." "Peace." "I can go home." "Everybody can go home." "For me, Murdoch, it means more than that." "It means that right is might after all." "The Germans have shelled hospitals, bombed open towns, sunk neutral ships, used poison gas... and we won." "Clean fighting, honest soldiering, have won." " God bless you, Murdoch." " Sir." "Miss Barbara!" "Lunch is ready!" "Barbara!" " Oh, dear." " Don't listen to them." "Now, you listen to me." "There I was asleep." "You'd never seen me before." "You never even spoke to me then." "How could you be so sure?" "Can I ask you a question first?" "You're wriggling." "All right." "Fire away." "How can you be so sure?" "I'm 20 years older than you are and I'm a soldier." "When other people are thanking God the war is over," "I'm going to the War Office to ask," ""Where is another war where you can use me?"" "You asked me that once before, and I told you." "I'm asking you again because I want to hear it again." "And again." "I'm marrying you because I want to join the army and see the world." "I'm marrying you because I love watching you play polo." "I am marrying you for 50 different reasons, and they all mean "That's how I imagine my future husband."" "Same here." "That's how I imagine my future wife." "Oh, the gong is the final appeal." "Darling, we must go." "We've got the bishop for lunch." "I hope he's tender." "And now, in conclusion," "I should like to say a few words to General Candy." "We members of the Church Militant... can admire the heroes of the war, but in our hearts, we are men of peace." "And so I am glad to have met you for the first time, as I did, sir, on a simple and heartwarming occasion, rather than at some military ceremonial." "When I first heard that a general of the British army... was arranging a ball for the benefit of those nurses of the West Riding... who had taken part in the four-year struggle," "I said to myself, "There is a man whose heart is in the right place."" "And I am glad to be able to tell you that one result is... that the sum of £131, 2-and-6 pence... will be handed over to the War Nurses Benevolent Fund." "My lord Bishop, I want to make a confession." "I first saw Barbara in Flanders on the last night of the war." "She was a nurse among 70 other nurses." "I never knew her name, but I found out that most of the nurses came from Yorkshire, the West Riding." "And, of course, she was a nurse." "So, I thought to myself," ""Well, Yorkshire is a big place," my lord Bishop." "So I thought," ""How can I find a nurse in Yorkshire?"" "You understand who I'm driving at, I suppose." "What I mean?" "I understand exactly what you mean, darling." " That window is the den." " Wrong." "Next floor is the den." "That's the bathroom." "Oh, look.!" "Sakes, they're here!" "Is yon gray head Murdoch?" "His idea of greeting the conquering hero, I suppose." "I think I shall like Murdoch." "And I know I shall like this house." "Clive, let this whole house be our den... where we can always crawl, whether we return with rich spoils or badly mauled from our rovings." "Or just to change our spots." "Aunt Margaret would have loved you for that." "It's a fine, solid-looking property..." "like you." "Clive, you won't change, will you?" " And don't ever leave this house." " No fear." "Even if there's a second flood, this house shall always stand on its solid foundations." " And we'll have a private lake in the basement." " That's a promise." " You stay just as you are till the floods come." " Till the floods come." " And this is a lake." " And this is a lake." "I'm sorry, ma'am..." "Mrs. Candy." " I was at the top of the house." "I wasn't expecting you so early, sir." " Murdoch, this is the wife." " So you're Murdoch?" " Yes, madam." "First time I've ever heard him answer anything but "Yes, sir."" "Everything is under control." "I've got the telephone installed, sir." " You have?" "Good." " The agency has got a lot of cooks for you to see," " but I bought plenty of flour and vegetables and potatoes." " Let's get inside." "Come on." "This way." "This way." "Quick." " We'll have some fun with this." " All the tradespeople have called, ma'am." " They'll be calling again for your orders." " We're not staying this time." " Off tonight." "Eight weeks in Paris." " Yes, sir." "When we come back, we'll put our feet up and have a big party." "Yes, sir." "I got your letters from the club on the wee tray." "I'm so sorry, Murdoch." "You took such a lot of trouble." "That's all right, ma'am." "We're used to it." "I told the porter the general wouldn't be using the club so much in the future, ma'am." "Oh?" "And what did he say?" " Go on, Murdoch." "I can bear it." " Uh, yes, ma'am." "He said, "They all say that at first."" "I say, Barbara." "There's an answer from the Prisoners of War Committee." " Have they found him?" " Yes. "Oberst Kretschmar-Schuldorff," ""Second Regiment of Ulans of the Guard." "Camp Seven." "Hardleigh Hall, Derbyshire."" "Poor old Theo." "Darling." "Let's postpone Paris." "I'd love to meet him." "Message, sir." "From the commandant's office." "No answer." "No answer!" " Well?" " He said, "No answer," sir." " No answer?" "What else?" " Nothing, sir." "He refused to come?" "If that was the message, madam." "Why is "very much" printed like that?" "It was a joke we had." " Where was the oberst?" " Listening to the band, sir." "All right, Higgins." "I was thinking... how odd they are." "Queer." "For years and years, they're writing and dreaming beautiful music and beautiful poetry." "All of a sudden, they start a war." "They sink undefended ships, shoot innocent hostages... and bomb and destroy whole streets in London, killing little children." "Then they sit down in the same butcher's uniform... and listen to Mendelssohn and Schubert." "Something horrid about that." "Don't you think so, Clive?" "Perhaps I should have written in German." "He understands English." "They all learn English while they're here." "Major Davies, do you mind if we went down and had a try?" "Perhaps it was because of the music." "There's an interval now." "By all means, try, sir." "But Mrs. Candy had better remain." "Oh." "Yes." "I can't understand it." "I've written to him before the war and he's written to me." "They stopped English lessons on the 11 th of November." "On Armistice Day." "Oberst Kretschmar-Schuldorff?" "Over there." "Theo." " Ah, Davies." " Hello, Candy." "I hope your wife will forgive me." " I'm afraid you didn't read the invitation, old man." " Oh, a bachelor party, eh?" "If I'd realized your charming wife wasn't here, I shouldn't have been in such hurry." " No mind." "We'll find you something." " I had dinner on the train." " I've come straight from Victoria." " Leave?" " No, duty." " Well, come." "Have a glass of port." "This is Brigadier General Candy's residence." " May I speak to the general, please?" " Who, may we ask, is speaking?" "Tell him it's Oberst Kretschmar-Schuldorff speaking from Victoria Station, and tell him I'm leaving London tonight." "Do you mind repeating the name, sir?" "Oberst..." "Kretschmar..." "Schuldorff!" "Thank you, sir." "Couldn't he have phoned tomorrow?" "Where's he speaking from?" "Victoria Station, sir." "He's leaving tonight, he said." " What name?" " Sounded like "Wrenchbar..." something, something." " Kretschmar-Schuldorff!" " That's it, sir." "Murdoch, that brain of yours ought to be in a bottle." " Theo." " Yes, it's me, Theo." "How are you, my friend?" "Yes, I'm going home... if there's such a thing left in Germany." "Hmm?" "Oh, yeah." "There are scores of us here." "Can't you hear them?" "We have an extra train." "It leaves at 11:30." "Yes, yes." "We are under guard." "Uh, Clive..." "I may still call you Clive, now you're a general?" "Cut the cackle." "What have you got to say for yourself?" "Look, I am sorry." "I'm terribly sorry because of our meeting at the camp." "I was a silly fool." "Yes, and I felt I had to tell you before I had to leave." "I must ring off now." "Good luck to you." " Major Davies." "Come here a moment, will you?" " Yes?" "I'll send you back to Derbyshire if you're not careful." "Now you just sit tight and we'll come and get you." "All right, all right." "I won't run away." "Uh, would you mind, Lieutenant?" "You Prussian stiffneck." "The only way to get you is to kidnap you." "Now, let's have a look at you." "Ah." "You've worn well, old chap." " You've still got my mark, I see." " And you still need a mustache." " When were you captured?" " July 16th." "You were lucky." "You missed the worst of it." " I would have preferred to have been unlucky." " That's what you think." "Have you heard from home?" "Have you got any children?" "How about Edith?" "What shall I answer first?" "Edith is all right, as far as I know." "And, uh, yes, we have two children." "Boys, eh?" " Now, that one's exactly like Edith." " Karl." "Yes, he is, isn't he?" " Though I almost wish we had no children." " What?" "What future can children have in a beaten country?" "Oh, you Germans." "You're all a bit crazy." "You wait till you meet Barbara." "She'll tell you what's what." " Who is Barbara?" " My wife." "Oh." "Of course." "You don't know I'm married." " You'll get a bit of a shock when you see her." " Shock?" "I'm sure she's charming." "Oh, I don't mean that." "You wait and see." "Of course you won't see her." "She's gone out to the theater with her mother." "Never mind." "Have you got any more snapshots?" "Tell me all about yourself." "Gentlemen!" "This is my friend, Oberst Kretschmar-Schuldorff." "Sir Archibald Blair, shining light of the Foreign Office." " How do you do?" " General Betteridge." "How do you do?" "I've heard about you, Oberst." " General Keen." " How do?" " Major Michael Cornish and his brother, Major..." " John." "John Cornish." "Admiral Sir Merton Barrow of the so-called "Senior Service."" " Commodore Brandon Crester." " Ditto." "Major Davies you know." " Intimately." " Yes." "Colonel Hopwell, aide to the Governor of Gibraltar." "How do you do, my dear fellow?" " Sir William Randall on the Viceroy's staff." " How do you do?" "George Metcalf of Uganda." " SirJohn Bembridge, just back from Jamaica." " How do you do, sir?" "Colonel Mannering, known to the press as the uncrowned king of southern Arabia." " How do you do?" " Mr. Christopher Wynne of Bradford, England." " My father-in-law." " How are you?" " How do you do?" " The embodiment of all the solid virtues." "Sit down, Theo." "What will you have to drink?" " Port, please." " Port." " Pass the port around." " It has to go round the clock, Oberst." " Cigar?" "Cigarette?" " Uh, cigarette, please." "They're both on the table, thousands of them." "Oh, sorry." "I don't suppose you'll remember me, but we met in Berlin in '02." " Oh, did we?" " Ah." "Barstow." "Colonel Barstow of the Royal Air Force, Oberst Kretschmar-Schuldorff." "How do you do?" "Don't get up." " I'm glad to see you're on your way home at last, Oberst." " Thank you, sir." "I can't imagine anything more awful than being a prisoner of war in England." " I don't think it is much good anywhere." " Oh, my dear fellow, in this country, people poke their nose into everything." " You get any letters from spinsters?" " Yes, we have." "Yes, I thought so." "They started a campaign to write to prisoners of war." " Not our chaps, mind you." " Oh, it wasn't so bad." "We had books, concerts, lectures." "I'm sure your camp was well run." "German organization is very thorough." "A bit too thorough for us." "Was the cooking good?" "It was English cooking." "Fellow's got a sense of humor." "My daughterJoyce started a campaign to better the food of the German prisoners." "I remember the government was also charged with overfeeding them!" "Oh, we're not too bad." "Drink up, Theo." "Gentlemen, your health." " Good luck." " Good luck." "By the way, what have you done with old Tiger Bloomfield?" "At Victoria." "He's in the bar at the Grosvenor." " He was hostage for the oberst." " Now, where is the sense of guarding officer prisoners..." " nearly a year after the fighting's over?" " I imagine it is more to protect us." " Protect against what?" " People." " What people?" "How do you mean?" " Your people." "They can't be adjusted from war to peace as easily as you can, gentlemen." "Oh, I think you'll find that's not true." "You mean to say that our people would attack you in that uniform?" "I tried to kill Englishmen in this uniform." "My dear fellow, that's rather a gloomy point of view, isn't it?" "You've got the wrong end of the stick, old man." " Of course." "The war's over." " Yes." "There's nothing to be a menace about." "You're a decent fellow and so are we." "I am not a decent fellow." "I'm a beggar, like the rest of all the professional soldiers in our army." "A beaten country can't have an army, so what are we going to do?" "I imagine there will be a great deal to do." "But not for us." "We know a bit about horses." "We can become stable boys." "You'll feel differently when you're home again." "Home." "But what will the home be like?" "Another prison camp." "Who says so?" "Aren't we going to have foreign troops occupying our cities for years?" " For years?" "I like that." " I've never heard a man more wrong than you are." " We don't want to make beggars of you." " And we're a trading nation." "We must have countries to trade with." "Surely you realize the reconstruction of Germany... is essential to the peace of Europe." "I can't see our taxpayers keeping an army in your country." "Can you, Candy?" "No." "Of course not." "Read the papers, man." "The English papers." "We can't ask you to be our friends if we rob you and humiliate you too." "That's how we all feel, eh?" "We want to be friends." ""We want to trade with Germany," said one." "A general said, "We don't want to keep an army just to occupy your country."" "A general!" "Oh, they are children!" "Boys playing cricket." "They win the shirts off our backs, and now they want to give them back... because the game is over." "War is a most unpopular thing in England." "They are already organizing pacifist societies." "Their newspapers are antimilitant." "Wait a moment." "Here we can get to something." "Antimilitary." "This childlike stupidity is a raft for us... in a sea of despair." "Do you know what my friend General Candy said?" ""Don't you worry, old chap." "We'll soon have Germany on her feet again."" "Well, I think we made an impression on him." "The last thing I said to him was, "My dear fellow, don't you worry." "We'll soon have Germany on her feet again."" " And he believed it?" " Theo?" "I believe so." "Well, I hope so." "Darling?" "Don't hum." "Was I humming?" "It's a little habit you've got." "What will I do if I don't hum?" " Theodor Kretschmar-Schuldorff." " Here." " This way, please." " Your registration book... and identity card, please." "Sit down." " When did you arrive in this country?" " The 6th ofJune '35." " From?" " Paris, France." "I arrived in France the 15th ofJanuary '34." " From Germany?" " Yes." "Why did you leave Germany?" "My outlook of life is against the Nazis'." "Most refugees left Germany early in 1933, when Hitler came to power." "I had nothing to fear from Hitler." "At least l-I thought so." "It took me eight months to find out I was wrong." "Rather a long time." "Don't you think so?" "Please, I mean no offense, but you in England took five years." "Well, quite right." "Have you been in England before?" "Yes." "I was prisoner of war in the last war." "I see you were an officer." "When did you leave the army?" "In 1920." "Eight out of ten officers had to retire when the German army ceased to exist." " As a large army, I mean." " You prefer the existence of a large army?" "Not anymore." "In '20 I chose a new profession." "I became a military chemist." "I worked for 13 years in a factory in Mannheim." "Are you married?" "My wife is dead." "Children?" "Two." "I have no connection with them." "They are good Nazis... as far as any Nazi can be called good." "I'm afraid, Mr. Kretschmar-Schuldorff, that doesn't sound very much in your favor." "I've tried to answer correctly." "Personally, I don't doubt your good faith, but I'm here to safeguard my country's interests." "You may be an anti-Nazi, you may not." "In times like these, one enemy in our midst... can do more harm than ten across the Channel." "If you were here to work for the enemy, what would you tell me now?" "Exactly the same." "That you were a friend of England... and that our enemy was your enemy." "I know this is hard on those who are really with us, but it should be their best assurance that this time we mean business." "If you are a friend, our precautions are your precautions... and our interests, your interests, because our victory will be your victory." "Is there anything else you'd like to say?" "If you don't mind, sir..." "No." "Go ahead." "In earlier years, the most important principle of my life used to be "never lie, always tell the truth."" "Very good principle." "I hope you stick to it." "Oh, I have not told a lie, but I..." "I also have not told the truth." "A refugee soon learns that there is a big difference between the two." "The truth about me is that I'm a tired old man... who came to this country because he's homesick." "Oh, please, don't stare at me like that, sir." "I'm all right in the head." "You know that after the war we had very bad years in Germany." "We got poorer and poorer." "Every day, retired officers and school teachers... were caught shoplifting." "Money lost its value." "The price of everything rose... except of human beings." "We read in the papers, of course, that the after-war years were bad everywhere." "That crime was increasing and that the honest citizens... were having a hard job to put the gangsters in jail." "Well, I needn't tell you, sir, that in Germany... the gangsters finally succeeded in putting the honest citizens in jail." "My wife was English." "She would have loved to have come back to England." "But it seemed to me that I would be letting down my country in its greatest need." "And so she stayed at my side." "When, in summer '33, we found that we had lost our children to the Nazi Party, and I was willing to come, she died." "None of my sons came to her funeral." "Heil Hitler." "And then on January '35, I had to go to Berlin on a mission for my firm." "Driving up in my car, I lost my way on the outskirts of the city... and suddenly the landscape seemed so familiar to me." "And slowly I recognized... the road, the lake... and a nursing home where I spent some weeks recovering... oh, almost 40 years ago." "I stopped the car and sat still, remembering." "And, you see, in this very nursing home, sir," "I met my wife for the first time... and I met an Englishman who became my greatest friend." "And I remembered the people at the station in '19, when we prisoners were sent home, cheering us, treating us like friends." "The faces of a party of distinguished men round a table... who tried their utmost to comfort me... when the defeat of my country seemed to me unbearable." "very foolishly," "I remembered the English countryside." "The gardens, the green lawns, the weedy rivers and the trees... she loved so much." "And a great desire came over me... to come back to my wife's country." "And this, sir, is the truth." "Haven't you got anyone in this country who knows you well?" "A British, uh, citizen?" "The doorman at the chemical works... where I offered my services." "Police officers at the Aliens Department at Bow Street." "Constable." "Don't you know Major-General Clive Wynne-Candy?" "Yes, I used to know him." "Did you ask him to come here and testify on your behalf?" "Yes, I did send him a letter, but I suppose he..." "Theo!" "My dear chap." "Let's have a good look at you." "By God, you've kept your figure better than I have." "I'm a bit of a bay window, what?" "You see, sir, I wouldn't be surprised if this fellow really disliked us." "He comes to England twice in his life." "The first time he's a prisoner, and the second time he's just about to be one." "May I talk to him, sir?" "I haven't seen him for 19..." "No." " Twenty." " Twenty years and a bit." "Afraid not here, General." "We have many Kretschmar-Schuldorffs waiting." "Do you mean to say that I've traveled 11 hours from... mustn't say where... and you won't allow me to have a word with a condemned man?" " You don't have to go back this minute, do you?" " Tomorrow morning, sir." " Infernally early too." " That's all right." "You can talk to him all day and all night." "Till midnight." "Aliens'curfew, you know." " And I can take him with me?" " If you say you know him." " Do I know him?" " And will stand surety for him." "With everything I have, sir." " Well, it's time I was going." " The night's young yet." "Don't you remember?" "Curfew for aliens." " Oh, yes." " I have to be at home by midnight." "Don't forget, sir." "You have to be up at 6:00." " Early parade, eh?" " Aye." "How lucky you are, Clive." "Yes." "They put me on the retired list in '35, but I knew they'd want me again." "Back I went on the active list like a shot." "I mean, uh, why don't you stay?" "I've 18 rooms." " Murdoch, rally round." " Thank you, Clive." "I'd better not." "I would need a special permit, anyway." "All right, Murdoch." "As you were." "Stay a little longer." "I'll send you home by car." "Murdoch, tell Miss Cannon to be here by quarter to 12:00." " Very good, sir." " Who is Miss Cannon?" "Miss Cannon?" "My driver, M.T.C." "Do you remember, Clive, we used to say..." ""Our armies are fighting for our women, our children and our homes"?" "Now the women are fighting beside the men." "The children are being trained to shoot." "What's left is the home, but what is the home without women and children?" "You never met my wife." "Would you like to see a picture of her?" "Oh, very much." "Do you remember when that was all I was able to say in English?" ""Very much."" "You got further with them than I ever got." "In what respect?" "Dash it." "Don't tell me you didn't know." "Knew what?" "Well, you make me blush." "I don't know what you're talking about." "Well, I thought it was written all over my face when I left Berlin in '02." "Don't forget, I never saw your face after you'd left." "I was in love with her..." "your wife." "She never told me." "She never knew." "But I seem to remem..." "Oh, Clive, that last day in Berlin when I told you, you seemed genuinely happy." "Dash it." "I didn't know then." "But on the train I started to miss her." "On the boat it was worse, and by the time I got back to London, well, I'd got it properly." "My Aunt Margaret got on to the scent straight away." "Women have a nose for these sort of things." "Besides, I did a stupid thing." "First night back, I took out her sister." " Aunt Margaret's?" " Edith's." " Oh, Martha?" " Yes." "What is stupid about that?" "Thinking her sister would be like she was." "Like Edith?" "Yes." "Well, you got over it." "That's just it." "I never got over it." "Theo, this may sound a damn silly thing to say to you, but..." "I never got over it." "You may say that she was my ideal... if you were some sort of sickening, long-haired poet." "All my life, I've been looking for a woman like her." "So now you know." "Well, uh, I never thought it possible... that an Englishman could be so romantic." "And your wife?" "You don't mind my asking you?" "You loved her?" "Yes." "Dreadfully." "She was exactly like Edith." "I'll show her to you." "Oh, she's very lovely." "But isn't she like Edith, eh?" "See the resemblance?" "Yes." "There's something very striking." "But you must not forget, I saw Edith 31 years later than you." "We grew old together." "You understand?" "Ah." "Yes, of course." "But she was exactly like her." "It's a strange place to hang such a lovely picture." "She wanted it." "I call this my den, you know?" "She always knew I used to come back here." "We had a joke about it." "All my stuff's here." "It would be an awful gap without her." "Have a peg, what?" "It must be terrible to lose someone very dear to you in a foreign country." "It wasn't a foreign country." "It was Jamaica." "Bye, Clive." "Have a nice journey." " Don't worry about anything." "Everything's under control." " That's fine." "Will you close the door, sir, please?" " Oh, shut up, Murdoch." " Good luck to you, Murdoch." "Thank you, sir, but the general isn't taking me." "I'm staying behind to look after things here." " You know the way, Angela?" " Yes, sir." " The door, sir." "Please!" " What, did you see the warden?" "I'm the warden of this district, sir." "Oh, it must be very difficult to drive in a blackout." "It's not as bad as it looks, sir." "I suppose you've done a lot of night driving." "No, sir." "I never drove before the war." " What made you learn it?" " My boyfriend taught me." "But not at night." " Is he a good driver?" " Oh, first-rate." "He's one of the Bentley boys... just now he walks on his two flat feet." "He's a private in training." "What was your job before the war, Miss Cannon?" " Photographic model." " Oh?" "Interesting work." "Not bad." "Bit hard on the feet." "How did you know my name, sir?" "The general talked about you." "Oh, did he?" " Mind if we try and beat the light, sir?" " No, not at all." "Oh." "Sorry, sir." "Couldn't make it." "You like being the general's driver?" "Of course." "Who wouldn't?" "He's such an old darling." "I could have done a handstand when he asked for me." "You know, he chose me out of 700 girls, sir." "Some odds, isn't it?" "700-to-1." "For crying out loud." "Look at that light." "He ought to be reported." "Oh, come on." "Don't be all night." "Ah." "That's what causes accidents." "Long odds, weren't they, sir?" " I beg your pardon?" " Seven hundred-to-one." "Makes me a bit of an outsider." "What is your first name, Miss Cannon?" "Angela." "It's a lovely name." "Comes from "angel," doesn't it?" "I think it stinks." "My friends call meJohnny." "Is it this crossing or the next, sir?" "Oh, this will do here." " Good night, Angela." " Good night, sir." "I'd like to see your boyfriend one of these days." "Me too." "Good night, sir." "He's on his way down now." "For the love of Gielgud, go and stop him as he gets out of the lift." " If you let him put one whisker inside the studio, you are..." " Out." " Thank you, sir." "This way, General." " Thank you." " General Wynne-Candy?" " This way to Studio Five, sir." " Mr. Herbert Marsh would like to see you." " Never heard of him." " Yes, but he's heard of you, sir." " Has he?" "Good." " It's this way to Studio Five." " What time does my broadcast start, precisely?" " Well, almost at 1:00, sir." " At 21:20, sir." " Plenty of time." " Excuse me, miss..." " Oh, shut up." " Sorry, old chap." " A regular warren, eh?" " Yes." " Beehive of industry." " Yes, sir." " Do you like working here?" "Very much." "You meet such interesting people." "You can tell that from the programs." "General Wynne-Candy." " I don't think I've met you, sir." " No." " Afraid I've not had that pleasure." "Won't you sit down?" " Thank you." " Cigarette?" " Thank you." "Pretty snug quarters you've got here." "And deep." " Yes." "We have to be deep these days." " I quite agree." "Back to the Stone Age, what?" "I don't think I'll light this at the moment, if you don't mind." "Bad for speaking." "Makes the throat dry." "Hmm." "General, um," "I'm afraid we've been having a little trouble about your broadcast." "Well, I'm used to trouble." "I'm a soldier." "Yes." "The, uh, authorities... think that it's a little ill-timed... and, uh, might be better postponed." "Think it's a little ill-timed?" "Who has been saying that?" "Why?" "Well, General, you know, in times of war..." "Don't talk to me about war." "No." "Of course." "That would be... grotesque." "I have been asked to describe in this broadcast... my views on the cause of the retreat and its aspects for the future." "There they are." "I've been serving my country for 44 years." "What was your position before this one, eh?" " A lawyer." " What?" "A lawyer?" "Well, I was a soldier." "And before that, I suppose you were in college." "And I was a soldier." "And I was a soldier when you were a baby." "And before you were born, sir, when you were nothing but a toss-up between a girl's and a boy's name," "I was a soldier then." "I'm deeply sorry, sir." " I know it's not you." " No." "I'm afraid it isn't." "I'll make the necessary inquiries through the War Office." " I'll have a light for this cigarette now, if you please." " Yes." "Malta this morning had its 25th air raid... since Italy entered the war last Monday." "It's not known if there was any damage or casualties." " Cigarette, soldier?" " In yesterday's raids, one civilian was killed and eight were wounded." "That brings us to the end of the news and to tonight's postscript, which is given by Mr.J. B. Priestly." "What on earth could have happened?" " Murdoch, you think he's had an accident?" " I cannot think, miss." "I was expecting it." " Why?" " I've read his speech." "I thought they would cancel it." "It's him." "Sorry about the slight delay." "Now here is Mr. Priestly." "Murdoch, where can I go?" "The general mustn't find me here." " Let me handle it." " Oh, no fear." "Let me out of here." "Hello, Theo." "If supper's ready, you can serve it, Murdoch." " I'm very sorry, sir." "I shouldn't be here." " Hmm?" "Why?" "I asked Miss Cannon to come in." "She was anxious to hear your broadcast." "Canceled at the last minute." "Pity we hurried as we did, Angela." "We didn't leave the War Office till 5-and-20 to 9:00." "There's a War Office letter for you there, sir." "It came this afternoon." "Paul Reynaud has resigned." "Petain is Prime Minister." " Bad news." " What?" "Oh, yes." "Bad news." "Sherry, sir?" "Yes." "Sherry, miss?" " Sherry, Mr. Sch... sir?" " Yes, please." "Thank you." "How is your fiancé?" " He's not my fiancé." " Oh, beg your pardon." " How's your boyfriend?" " He's getting a commission." "Oh." "Congratulations." " I ought to go, you know." " No, no." "Stay a bit longer." "Cheers." "Down the hatch." "Any news about your application?" " Turned down." "Enemy alien." " But you're an expert." " Why didn't you ask him?" "He knows everybody." " He was away." "Dinner is served, sir." "Yes." "I'm going now, sir." "Will you want the car anymore?" "I've brought an extra cover, sir." "Sit down, Angela, Theo." "Sit down, both of you." " Thank you, sir." "I've had my dinner." " Have another one, Angela." "If you're worrying about sitting down with your general, then stop worrying." "I'm not a general anymore." " Clive, what has happened?" " Retired again." "Axed." "They don't need me anymore." "Sorry, sir." " Well, l-I know how that feels." " No, you don't." "Oh, I was barely 45 when it happened to me." "Different kettle of fish." "You were made to do it." "But we're not finished, nor am I... just starting." "I've often thought a fellow like me dies... special knowledge..." "awful waste." "Well, am I dead?" "Does my knowledge count for nothing, eh?" "Experience, skill?" " You tell me." " It is a different knowledge they need now, Clive." "The enemy's different so you have to be different too." "Are you mad?" "I know what war is." " I don't agree." " You..." "I read your broadcast up to the point where you described the collapse of France." "You commented on Nazi methods..." "foul fighting, bombing refugees, machine-gunning hospitals, lifeboats, lightships, bailed-out pilots and so on... by saying that you despised them, that you would be ashamed to fight on their side... and that you'd sooner accept defeat than victory... if it could only be won by those methods!" "So I would." "Clive, if you let yourself be defeated by them... just because you are too fair to hit back... the same way they hit at you," "there won't be any methods but Nazi methods." "If you preach the rules of the game, while they use every foul and filthy trick against you, they'll laugh at you." "They'll think you're weak, decadent." "I thought so myself in 1919." "I heard all that in the last war." "They fought foul then, and who won it?" "I don't think you won it." "We lost it, but you lost something too." "You forgot to learn the moral." "Because victory was yours, you failed to learn your lesson 20 years ago, and now you have to pay the school fees again." "Some of you will learn quicker than the others." "Some will never learn it, because you've been educated to be a gentleman... and a sportsman in peace and in war." "But, Clive, dear old Clive," "this is not a gentleman's war." "This time you're fighting for your very existence... against the most devilish idea ever created by a human brain." "Nazism." "And if you lose, there won't be a return match next year." "Perhaps not even for 100 years." "Well, you..." "You mustn't mind me, an alien, saying all this." "But who can describe hydrophobia better than one who's been bitten... and is now immune?" "Well, you see, Angela?" "Even one's best friend lets one down." "I don't think so, sir." "You too, eh?" "Kick a fellow when he's down, what?" "Nobody would ever kick you, sir." "You've just got to change over, that's all." "Change over to what?" "Well, a new job." "It's easy enough for a man." "Think so, eh?" "Swap horses in midstream." "A lot of people have had to do it in this war." "It's better than drowning." "Bravo, Angela." "I shall call you John in future." "She's hit the nail on the head." "I don't know you." "You shouldn't give up so easily, my boy." "Is this the same man who took Berlin by storm 40 years ago?" "Look at me." "Nobody wants me, but do I give up?" "Nobody wants you and you're an expert." "I don't know anything but soldiering." "Not even that, apparently." "What about the Home Guard, sir?" "They need leaders." "They're just becoming an army." "If we're invaded, they're our first defense!" "The papers say so!" "There you are." "You know everybody." "You could get them arms and instructors and equipment." "Ah, what a job!" "Forming a new army." "Home Guard, eh?" "Yes, sir." "I was going to tell you myself, sir." "You're drunk, Murdoch." "Tell me what?" " That I've joined the Home Guard, sir." " You?" "Yes, sir." "Anything wrong with the soup, sir?" "How should anybody know if they haven't touched it?" "Take it away, Lance Corporal Murdoch." "Sergeant Murdoch, sir." "What have you been doing, sir, all this time?" "Nothing, you blockhead, except talk!" "But watch now!" "Be it ever so humble" "There's no place like home" "Hello." "What's this?" "Here you go, boys." "Here's some tea." "Hi, missus, two basins for me and my old China." "Get your skates on." "See this?" ""Major-General Clive Wynne-Candy."" "Blimey." "What a moniker." "Fill it up." ""Have moved to Royal Bathers Club, Piccadilly."" "I should think he needed a bath after this lot." "Good luck to the old bastard." " Still here?" "Don't be late." " Just going to..." " By gad." "What's that?" " A gun, sir." "My brother's a gamekeeper." "That's the ticket." "Load with number four." "We'll soon have rifles, tommy guns too." " You know which end is which?" " Oh, yes, sir." "Break it up, chaps." "Good afternoon." "By gad, we'll have the proper weapons or I'll know the reason why." "I won't leave their damn doorstep." "I'll make a stay-in stroke... or a sit-down strike or whatever they call it." "We'll show 'em, Angela, eh?" "A real army, eh?" "The men are all right..." "keen as mustard." "Organization, general staff, offices, general headquarters... that's what we want." "And by gad, we'll get them." " You hear, Angela?" " Yes, sir." "Give me one year... six months!" "I'll show 'em." " Take the afternoon off." " Thank you, sir." " Club, 7:30." " Very good, sir." "Point to the throat, my boy." "Gentleman, this is der Tag, what?" "This is the most vital and comprehensive exercise... in which the Home Guard have yet taken part... defense of London." "We've trained for it." "We can tackle it." " We'll put up a good show, eh?" " That we will, sir." "We'll show these youngsters there's life in the old dog yet." "Gentlemen, war starts at midnight." "Five minutes easy, Sergeant!" "Tea for two!" "Number nine!" "Doctor's favorite!" " Gotta go in a minute." "Got a job on." " Why?" " Oh, you would have." " Come and have a look." " See that?" " What, those trucks?" " My private army!" " Well, what about it?" "Do you remember what you told me last night... amongst other things?" "Yes, I do, and I wish I hadn't told you now." "Why do you think that I wanted the lowdown on Sugar Candy's movements?" " Well, why did you?" "What's the mystery?" " We're off to see him." " Who?" " The wizard." " What for?" " Because of the wonderful things he does!" "Oh, shut up, Spud!" "What do you mean?" "We're going to teach him total war." " How?" " Capture him." "War starts at midnight, but we're going to bag him hours before that." " Nazi methods." "You know." " You're not a Nazi, Spud!" " We're not training to fight Englishman!" " You can't do this!" " Can't I?" "Watch me!" " I won't let you do it!" "He's such a dear old man." "So will I be when I'm over the hundreds!" "Ah, tea!" "But, Spud, how can you do it?" " I know what it would mean to him!" " You can't stop me, Johnny!" "Within an hour, the wizard will be the captive of my bow and spear, not to mention three dozen of the toughest troops between here and New Zealand." " Come on." "Drink this." " But, Spud, don't you see?" "I gave you the information and it's mean to take advantage of it!" "Don't be a sissy!" "In war, anything goes!" "Oh, no, you don't." "Say!" "Here, stop that.!" "Oh!" "Oh, darling." "Oh!" "He's dead!" "Oh!" "Mr-Mr." "Marshall!" "Spud!" " Spud!" "Come on, sir." " What happened?" " She got me!" "Mata Hari!" " Who?" "Come on!" "Quick!" "Oh, no." " Well, any luck?" " Not a hope." "She's halfway to London by now." "She's gone to warn the wizard!" "Come on." "Get my tin hat." "Get after her!" "Quick!" "Oh." "Hey!" "Who's gonna pay for the tea?" " Sergeant Smith!" " Huh?" " Yeah." " Oh!" "Mr. Marshall!" " Really, miss, it's quite impossible." " Get him on the phone then." " But, miss, this is..." " Oh, go on, man." "Very good." "Headquarters speaking." "His driver wishes to speak to General Wynne-Candy." "Yes, it's abou..." " Is General Wynne-Candy in the club?" " No, sir." " Get me General Wynne-Candy." " He left an hour ago with Brigadier General Caldicott..." " and Air Vice Marshal Lloyd-Hughes." " Did he say where he was going?" " Excuse me, but what is your business with the general?" " I have an urgent message." " If you give me the message, I'll see the general gets it." " Oh, damn it all, man." " Are you a Home Guard?" " Why, sir?" "The password is Veuve Cliquot 1911." "The general and his staff are in the Turkish bath, sir." "Sergeant Hawkins, you're in charge here." "Stay with him." "And don't you leave or answer the phone." "You're a prisoner." " The war doesn't start till midnight." " That's what you think." "Sergeant, that girl under there, she's a prisoner too." " Corporal, leave these men with me." " All right, boys!" "This is it!" "Brute force and ruddy ignorance." "Hello." "Hello?" "Hello?" "Well, warn him, then." "Warn him!" "Can't you understand English?" "Tell him to hide!" "Gentleman, the war will soon be over." "We agree, it's very fine to win the last battle." "We much prefer to win the first." "You will be kept prisoner in this building till 6:00 a.m." "It's all right, sir." "He's still there." "Hello, Clive." "Hello, Theo." "I'm glad you've come." " I couldn't have stood anybody else." " Ah, well, that's all right." " You've heard, I suppose." " Yes." "Johnny told me." "And?" "Well, I think it was a dirty trick, but..." "I can't help finding it a bit funny too." "It is." "That's the worst of it." "What do you think is going to happen now?" "Officially, this young fellow would be brought up before a court of inquiry and the exercise repeated some other time." "Will there be an inquiry, sir?" "No, there won't." "I'll see to that." " Where is he now?" " Who?" "Spud, sir?" "Oh, he's with his men." "They're marching into London." " Did you see them?" " Yes, we saw them coming when we came across the Cromwell Road." "The whole army, with bands." "How did they look, eh?" " Well, Clive, I must say they..." " Oh, they looked okay." "They cleaned up my place rather nicely." "Oh, they built an emergency water tank there too, sir." "I've been thinking this over all night." "I don't want to get this young fellow into trouble." "I think I'll invite him to dinner, instead." "Wasn't I just as much of a young fool as he is?" " Of course I was." " Yes." "But I wonder if he's going to be such a grand old man as you are." "When I was a young chap, I was all gas and gaiters... with no experience worth a damn." "Now, tons of experience and nobody thinks I'm any use." "I remember when I got back from Berlin in '02." "Old Betteridge gave me the worst wigging I ever had." "And then he invited me to dinner." "I didn't accept." "I often wish I had." "Yes, I think I will invite him to dinner." "And he better accept, you hear?" "Yes, sir." "Here they come!" "That's a promise." "You stay just as you are till the floods come." "Till the floods come." " And this is a lake." " And this is a lake." "Now here is the lake... and I still haven't changed." "Sir?"