No submarine could land on this coast.' I could see that he was trying me.
'This morning,' I said, 'I swam in the deep-water inlet below us.

It is the most perfect submarine shelter in Britain.' He still kept his face from me, looking the way he had come.

For a moment he was silent, and then he spoke in the bitter, drawling voice which had annoyed me at Fosse Manor.
'How do you reconcile this business with your principles, Mr Brand?
You were always a patriot, I remember, though you didn't see eye to eye with the Government.' It was not quite what I expected and I was unready.

I stammered in my reply.

'It's because I am a patriot that I want peace.