"I see in the August 1933 issue of Isis you wrote a piece entitled 'How I Intend to Conceal My Ideology and Infiltrate MI5 for the Soviet Union"
"oh yes but I've quite put that youthful stuff behind me now"
"jolly good, how's your old man?"
"Hmm. Drink makes chaps do funny things. And he did say on his word as a gentleman that he was *not* a spy."