You couldn't do it." He continued to grin.

I knew perfectly well the general had given no such order, and that it was a cat-and-mouse act of Rupert's own invention, and he knew I knew it.

But he repeated: "You will start in three hours, Mr.Davis." I said: "I am going to write about this, and I would like you to read what I write.

What is your name ?" He said: "I am the Baron von"-- it sounded like "Hossfer"-- and, in any case, to that name, care of General de Schwerin of the Seventh Division, I shall mail this book.

I hope the Allies do not kill Rupert of Hentzau before he reads it! After that! He would have made a great actor.
They put me in the automobile and drove me back to Ligne and the impromptu cell.