It's pretty strange." "You've spoken to Mrs Furniss?" "Had a few words with her, thank you. Woke her up at first light, poor thing, but she was in good form . . . Flapping a bit, but don't they all?" "There's grand news through from the medics. A very good bill of health, no bugs." "I just feel a bit shaken." Henry looked into Mattie's face. The man was completely shattered. "I'll tell you something for nothing, Mattie. . . . In twenty years' time, when the DG's been forgotten, when no one at Century will know my name, they'll still talk about 'Dolphin's Run'. Dolphin's run out of Iran is going to go into the history of the Service." "That's very decent of you, Henry." "Don't thank me, you did it. The fact is that the Service is buzzing with collective pride. You have given us all, down to the tea ladies, one hell of a lift." He saw Mattie drop his eyes. Perhaps, he had been over the top, but he knew the psychology of the debrief, and the psychology said that an agent back from abroad, where he'd had a rough time, needed praise, reassurance.
