Guelvada said: "Of course they've got to do something. If they do nothing they haven't a chance, so they must do something. They don't care what they do because they feel like rats in a trap."
Quayle nodded. He said: "There was a man called Rozanski—a rather peculiar type. Rozanski was a junior officer in a crack German Cavalry Regiment at the beginning of the 1914-18 war—a very good officer, I believe. He had an accident—injured his left leg. He wasn't able to ride any more. Of course he could have transferred to some other branch of the service but he didn't like the idea. They gave him an alternative. He went into one of the original German Intelligence Services. He had an aptitude for the work. He liked it. Eventually, after the last war, he was transferred to one of the external Germ
