“As a matter of fact, I guess that’s what they did think at first, and, in a way, it was dangerous for me. I learnt afterwards that they nearly did away with me then and there⁠—there was never much chance of their ‘letting me go’⁠—but the first man, who was the boss, preferred to keep me alive on the chance of my having hidden them, and being able to tell where if I recovered my memory. They watched me constantly for weeks. Sometimes they’d ask me questions by the hour⁠—I guess there was nothing they didn’t know about the third degree!⁠—but somehow I managed to hold my own. The strain of it was awful, though.⁠ ⁠…