Chapter Twenty-Two: RevelationsFraser had the room, and the room consisted of only me. I certainly was not sorry I was alone as his stories were always told in such a way that other considerations were forgotten or pushed aside for a different time. In my case, that applied to Hannah and my leg. As it was obvious Fraser and I were going to drift past midnight in our examination of facts and theories, I stood down Frank, Jimmy and the rest of my escorting cavalcade, accepting Molly Ughert's offer of a bed for yet another night in peaceful Buckinghamshire.
When Dickie Blythe-Smith sat in my chair of the Joint Intelligence Committee, Fraser Ughert was Director General of Group. They were the greatest of friends and trusted each other and nobody else. Victor Rothschild's friendship with Kim P
