Dear Valeria,
What I did not realise is that I was so naïve politically that I was not justified in committing myself to any political action of this kind. The atmosphere in Cambridge was so intense, the enthusiasm for any anti-fascist activity was so great, that I made the biggest mistake of my life.
All best,
Anthony Blunt
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Showing posts with label spy. Show all posts
Thursday, March 26, 2015
Wednesday, October 15, 2014
Margaretha
Dear Valeria,
My international connections are due to my work as a dancer, nothing else. Because I really did not spy, it is terrible that I cannot defend myself.
Yours,
Margaretha Geertruida Zelle
(stage name "Mata Hari")
My international connections are due to my work as a dancer, nothing else. Because I really did not spy, it is terrible that I cannot defend myself.
Yours,
Margaretha Geertruida Zelle
(stage name "Mata Hari")
Saturday, July 12, 2014
Gertrude
Dear Valeria,
Have I ever told you what the river is like on a hot summer night? At dusk the mist hangs in long white bands over the water; the twilight fades and the lights of the town shine out on either bank, with the river, dark and smooth and full of mysterious reflections, like a road of triumph through the midst.
love from Baghdad,
Gertrude Bell
Have I ever told you what the river is like on a hot summer night? At dusk the mist hangs in long white bands over the water; the twilight fades and the lights of the town shine out on either bank, with the river, dark and smooth and full of mysterious reflections, like a road of triumph through the midst.
love from Baghdad,
Gertrude Bell
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