But then, to be fair, Captain Grafenberg was probably thinking much the same thing. And whenever the captain had last washed, he knew for a fact that he himself hadn’t had anything like a decent wash for a week, so he must be ripening up a treat on his own account. In addition to which, since the captain was wedged between him and Sergeant Winston in the back of the staff car, he would have both American and British smells to contend with. The car completed its backward passage up the road and swung sharply into the entrance to the track along which the other ambushed vehicles were hidden. Butler caught a strong whiff of garlic on Pierrot’s breath: that made, altogether, a pretty formidable Allied presence, he decided. They backed up the track for ten yards. Then the Kübel backed in ahead of them. “We gonna have an escort?” asked Winston. Audley watched the Kübel set off ahead of them.
