"This," I said, "is the absolute boundary. Yours is a case for the New Prize Courts."
"But you haven't formally arrested me yet," he said.
"True," I said, "I'm just coming to that part, but at the moment I've forgotten the opening movements of the half-nelson."
"My wife," he said musingly, "will be very annoyed. She's extremely English, you know."
"Look here," I said, "I really think I shall let you go, after all. So little of you is the enemy, so much the friend, that I don't care to take the responsibility of arresting you. But perhaps I ought to resign. Come and have a sandwich, I've just time for one, and we can talk it over."
"Right," he said, "we may as well. By the way, it was my grandparents on my mother's side who were French and German." Then, producing his warrant card, he said, "I am a Special too. My name's Briggs."
TALES FROM THE TRENCHES.
Some of our Soldiers, who were within seventy yards of the German trenches, hoisted an improvised target. The Germans did the same. Both sides signalled the result of the shooting.