I was even more interested that he should not.

The points he made against me were that my German pass was signed neither by General Jarotsky nor by Lieutenant Geyer, but only stamped, and that any rubber stamp could be forged; that my American passport had not been issued at Washington, but in London, where an Englishman might have imposed upon our embassy; and that in the photograph pasted on the passport I was wearing the uniform of a British officer.

I explained that the photograph was taken eight years ago, and that the uniform was one I had seen on the west coast of Africa, worn by the West African Field Force.

Because it was unlike any known military uniform, and as cool and comfortable as a golf jacket, I had had it copied.

But since that time it had been adopted by the English Brigade of Guards and the Territorials.