“Waller was a sensible girl. She meant to shake off the American officer as soon as she could, and meet with Agent Werewolf and his friends in the woods. Germany was counting on them! Still, it seemed foolish to be afraid -- the American officer was only a woman, after all. What could one woman do to another?”

“This woman is American, but she speaks with no regional accent. She could be from anywhere. She could be anyone.”

“If a woman could take care of herself, would she still need a man? Would she even want one? And if she didn't want a man, what kind of woman would she be? Would she even be a woman? Because it seemed if you were a woman, the only thing you were really supposed to want was a man.”

“No, she was just a woman. And that meant she could feel, she could need, she could give and she could receive.”

“But it was always thus with Irishmen. Never, since the start of the world, has one of them taken a woman's sensible advice when there was foolish counsel available from his male friends.”

“She's an old soldier's woman, and she has antennae for things that often escape the officer in the field.”