“Allan lurte på hva den lille mannen gjorde i luken hvis han ikke solgte billetter, men sa ingenting. Den lille mannen satt jo kanskje og lurte på det samme.”

“Ta bare en slik ting som at syv av ti bolsjeviker ikke kan lese, hadde Fabbe fnyst. Vi kan vel ikke overgi makten til en masse analfabeter. I brevene hjem til familien i Yxhult hadde Allans far likevel forsvart bolsjevikene på dette punktet, for familien skulle bare vite hvordan det russiske alfabetet så ut. Det var ikke noe rart om folk ble analfabeter.”

“Han lå på sengen og stirret opp i bjelkene. Han var nydusjet og plastret, og følte seg ikke verre enn Olav den Hellige etter slaget på Stiklestad. Og den karen hadde jo vokset betydelig etter sine strabaser.”

“Et eller annet sted på Skiven, sa fornuften ham, måtte det være noen som var mer ulykkelig enn ham. Han lurte på hvem det var.”

“Hi Allan, it's Harry''Which Harry?''Truman, Allan. Harry S. Truman, the president, damn it!''How nice! That was a good meal we had Mr President, thank you. I hope you weren't required to fly the plane home?”

“Allan didn't even know if the Prime Minister was Left or Right. He must certainly be one of them, because if there was one thing life had taugh Allan, it was that people insisted on being one or the other.”

“I shall destroy capitalism! Do you hear! I shall destroy every single capitalist! And I shall start with you, you dog, if you don't help us with the bomb!'Allan noted that the had managed to be both a rat and a dog in the course of a minute or so. And that Stalin was being rather inconsistent, because now he wanted to use Allan's services after all.But Allan wasn't going to sit there and listen to this abuse any longer. He had come to Moscow to help them out, not to be shouted at. Stalin would have to manage on his own.'I've been thinking,' said Allan.'What,' said Stalin angrily.'Why don't you shave off that moustache?'With that the dinner was over, because the interpreter fainted.”