I was nothing, nobody; yet here I stood in communion with one of those who change the face of continents.
He had need of me, of the power that was behind me.

It was strange to be alone in that room with that man--to be there just as I might be in my own little room alone with any other man.
I was not unduly elated, you must understand.

It was nothing to me.

I was just a person elected by some suffrage of accidents.

Even in my own eyes I was merely a symbol--the sign visible of incomprehensible power.
"I will do my best," I said.
"Ah, yes, do," he said, "Mr.Churchill told me how nicely you can do such things." I said that it was very kind of Mr.Churchill.The tension of the conversation was relaxed.