Anthony Blunt:
[opens a letter from Guy Burgess hinting at his defection to the USSR alongside Donald Maclean]
"I wonder what's become of Waring. Guy."
Anthony Blunt:
[walks to his library, digs out an anthology of British poetry, and finds these lines by Robert Browning]
"I wonder what's become of Waring / Since he gave us all the slip, / Chose land-travel or sea-faring, / Boots and chest, or staff and scrip, / Rather than pace up and down / Any longer in London-town?"
[furiously]
Anthony Blunt:
Oh, Guy! You fool! Bloody fool!
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