either.'
'Why do you say that?'
'I heard him talking to Bret Rensselaer last week. They were talking about you. I heard Morgan say he felt sorry for you really because there was no real future for you in the Department now that your wife's gone over to the Russians.'
'What did Bret say?'
'He's always very just, very dispassionate, very honourable and sincere; he's the beautiful American, Bret Rensselaer. He said that the German Section would go to pieces without you. Morgan said the German Section isn't the only Section in the Department and Bret said, 'No, just the most important one'.'
'How did Morgan take that?'
'He said that when the Stinnes debriefing is completed Bret might think again.'
'Jesus,' I said. 'What's that bastard talking about?'
'Don't get upset, Bernie. It's just Morgan putting the poison in. You know what he's like.'
'Frank Harrington said Morgan is the Martin Bormann of London South West One.' I laughed.
'Explain the joke to me.'
'Martin Bormann was Hitler's secretary, but by controlling the paperwork of Hitler's office and by deciding who was permitted to have an audience with Hitler, Bormann became the power behind the throne. He decided everything that happened. People who upset Bormann never got to see Hitler and their influence and importance waned and waned.'
'And Morgan controls the D-G like that?'
The D-G is not well,' I said.
'He's as nutty as a fruitcake,' said Gloria.
'He has good days and bad days,' I said. I was sorry for the D-G; he'd been good in his day — tough when it was necessary, but always scrupulously honest. 'But by taking on the job of being the D-G's hatchet man — a job no one else wanted — Morgan has become a formidable power in that building. And he's done it in a very short time.'
'How long has he been in the Department?'
'I don't know exactly — two years, three at the most. Now he's talking to old-timers like Bret Rensselaer and Frank Harrington as man to man.'
'That's right. I heard him ask Bret about taking charge of the Stinnes debriefing. Bret said he had no time. Morgan said it wouldn't be time-consuming; it was just a matter of holding the reins so that the Department knew what was happening, from day to day, over at London Debriefing Centre. You'd have thought Morgan was the D-G the way he was saying it.'
'And how did Bret react to that?'
'He asked for time to think it over, and it was decided that he'd let Morgan know next week. And then Bret asked if anyone knew when Frank Harrington was retiring, and Morgan said nothing was fixed. Bret said, 'Nothing?' in a funny voice and they laughed. I don't know what that was about.'
'The D-G has a knighthood to dispose of. Rumour says it will go to Frank Harrington when he retires from the Berlin office. Everyone knows that Bret would give his right arm for a knighthood.'
'I see. Is that how people get knighthoods?'
'Sometimes.'
'There was something else,' said Gloria. 'I wasn't going to tell you this, but Morgan said the D-G had decided it would be just as well for the Department if you didn't work in Operations as from the end of this year.'
'Are you serious,' I said in alarm.
'Bret said that Internal Security had given you a clean bill of health — that's what he said, "a clean bill of health". And then Morgan said it was nothing to do with Internal Security; it was a matter of the Department's reputation.'
'That doesn't sound like the D-G,' I said. 'That sounds like Morgan.'
'Morgan the ventriloquist,' said Gloria.
I kissed her again and changed the subject. It was all getting too damned depressing for me.
'I'm sorry,' she said, responding to my change of mood. 'I was determined not to tell you.'
I hugged her. 'How did you know the children's favourite cakes, you witch?'
'I phoned Doris and asked her.'
'You and Nanny are very thick,' I said suspiciously.
'Why don't you call her Doris?'
'I always call her Nanny. It's better that way when we're living in the same house.'
'You're such
'Why do you say that?'
'I heard him talking to Bret Rensselaer last week. They were talking about you. I heard Morgan say he felt sorry for you really because there was no real future for you in the Department now that your wife's gone over to the Russians.'
'What did Bret say?'
'He's always very just, very dispassionate, very honourable and sincere; he's the beautiful American, Bret Rensselaer. He said that the German Section would go to pieces without you. Morgan said the German Section isn't the only Section in the Department and Bret said, 'No, just the most important one'.'
'How did Morgan take that?'
'He said that when the Stinnes debriefing is completed Bret might think again.'
'Jesus,' I said. 'What's that bastard talking about?'
'Don't get upset, Bernie. It's just Morgan putting the poison in. You know what he's like.'
'Frank Harrington said Morgan is the Martin Bormann of London South West One.' I laughed.
'Explain the joke to me.'
'Martin Bormann was Hitler's secretary, but by controlling the paperwork of Hitler's office and by deciding who was permitted to have an audience with Hitler, Bormann became the power behind the throne. He decided everything that happened. People who upset Bormann never got to see Hitler and their influence and importance waned and waned.'
'And Morgan controls the D-G like that?'
The D-G is not well,' I said.
'He's as nutty as a fruitcake,' said Gloria.
'He has good days and bad days,' I said. I was sorry for the D-G; he'd been good in his day — tough when it was necessary, but always scrupulously honest. 'But by taking on the job of being the D-G's hatchet man — a job no one else wanted — Morgan has become a formidable power in that building. And he's done it in a very short time.'
'How long has he been in the Department?'
'I don't know exactly — two years, three at the most. Now he's talking to old-timers like Bret Rensselaer and Frank Harrington as man to man.'
'That's right. I heard him ask Bret about taking charge of the Stinnes debriefing. Bret said he had no time. Morgan said it wouldn't be time-consuming; it was just a matter of holding the reins so that the Department knew what was happening, from day to day, over at London Debriefing Centre. You'd have thought Morgan was the D-G the way he was saying it.'
'And how did Bret react to that?'
'He asked for time to think it over, and it was decided that he'd let Morgan know next week. And then Bret asked if anyone knew when Frank Harrington was retiring, and Morgan said nothing was fixed. Bret said, 'Nothing?' in a funny voice and they laughed. I don't know what that was about.'
'The D-G has a knighthood to dispose of. Rumour says it will go to Frank Harrington when he retires from the Berlin office. Everyone knows that Bret would give his right arm for a knighthood.'
'I see. Is that how people get knighthoods?'
'Sometimes.'
'There was something else,' said Gloria. 'I wasn't going to tell you this, but Morgan said the D-G had decided it would be just as well for the Department if you didn't work in Operations as from the end of this year.'
'Are you serious,' I said in alarm.
'Bret said that Internal Security had given you a clean bill of health — that's what he said, "a clean bill of health". And then Morgan said it was nothing to do with Internal Security; it was a matter of the Department's reputation.'
'That doesn't sound like the D-G,' I said. 'That sounds like Morgan.'
'Morgan the ventriloquist,' said Gloria.
I kissed her again and changed the subject. It was all getting too damned depressing for me.
'I'm sorry,' she said, responding to my change of mood. 'I was determined not to tell you.'
I hugged her. 'How did you know the children's favourite cakes, you witch?'
'I phoned Doris and asked her.'
'You and Nanny are very thick,' I said suspiciously.
'Why don't you call her Doris?'
'I always call her Nanny. It's better that way when we're living in the same house.'
'You're such
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