"You seem to be interested in our troops here?"
"Everybody is—it's natural at a time like this."
"Perhaps," said Greens, stroking his chin and sizing up his man in case of emergency.
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm an agent for iron goods."
"The name of your firm?"
"——, London."
"That's an alien firm."
"A naturalised German. You don't deny us the right to live?"
"No, but I deny you the right to spy."