Considering that the counterattack on Burma was currently underway, Allen Wilson did not find it much of a hardship to deliver a document.
Upon arriving at the command, he realized how wrong he had been; Mountbatten was not there. Allen Wilson also had no idea what the contents of the document bag were, and out of an abundance of caution, took a car directly to Mountbatten's residence in New Delhi.
A Southeast Asian theater commander is not in the command, if it was someone else Allen Wilson may feel derelict in his duty, but this person is Mountbatten, he has a sense of deserved, who let people really is a deep background, and not to do their job.
The victory in the Battle of Imphal and this Southeast Asian theater commander has no relationship, this is a well-known fact in British India, Alan Wilson does not feel surprised.
The trip to Mountbatten's residence also went through a strict guard interrogation, after all, Mountbatten's identity can afford such protection. In the midst of the guards' interrogation, Allen Wilson suddenly remembered that it seemed that Mountbatten was, in the end, the one who was assassinated.
Think about the merits of Mountbatten, for a moment he could not think, must be serious, may be a lifetime of anti-Japanese count one.
From a distance, the first thing that caught the eye of Mountbatten's villa is the imposing gate, whitewood fence, spiky reddish-brown roof, below a manicured lawn, it is hard to imagine such a mansion, is in New Delhi.
Even the future capital of India, the old city of Delhi is full of beggars, the air is filled with the smell of Indian characteristics, and the British settlement in New Delhi is like two.
Alan Wilson stood in front of the villa door, coughed softly, fixed his mind to knock on the door, after some time, just when he thought that there was no one here, can go home, back to Hyderabad, the door opened.
A girl opened the door and looked at the uninvited guest in front of her, with a wary look in her eyes and said, "Who are you, what are you doing here, and do you know what this place is?"
"Huh?" Ellen Wilson was confused by this barrage of three questions, the left hand holding the bag of documents does not move, the right hand also maintains the posture of knocking on the door, considering that such a large villa must have servants and other configurations, Ellen Wilson eyes narrowed to scare, "a girl no one taught you to be polite? I am here to send confidential documents to Commander Mountbatten, must be handed to him, you hurry to the side to play."
Ruthlessly shaking the authority of Commissioner Hyderabad, so that the little girl in front of him was greatly surprised, defiantly asked in return, "Do you know who I am?"
"You, an obviously underage girl, don't disturb my work. I don't have time to play around with you!" Alan Wilson helplessly cope with a sentence, reached out to fiddle the little girl to the side, surveyed the villa furnishings, as if remembering what general turned back, "Which room of Commander Mountbatten."
"My father is not here, and I do not know where he is?" Pamela Mountbatten puffed out her cheeks and said, "I am not some servant, my name is Pamela Mountbatten, and the person you are looking for is my father."
In just ass not sitting hot commissioner position, there has been a critical moment of the crisis of dismissal, Alan Wilson did not even have time to consider the identity of Pamela Mountbatten, self-conscious said, "too bad, is the Governor's Office asked me to send documents, your mother in well?"
An interruption succeeded in passing, and Pamela Mountbatten shook her head in embarrassment and said, "My mother is not here either, I am the only one in this villa now."
"New Delhi is safe enough, but it is not too much to be careful." Suppressing the vigorous beating heart, not Alan Wilson felt the love coming, but only after the realization of who this little girl is, plate face pretending to relax, "you should know that it is a time of war, you a girl at home should ensure their own safety, do not think that the war is very far from New Delhi, even within British India, the Congress Party and the PML-N supporters also often break out into feuds of a severity you would never have thought of."
Allen Wilson scared Mountbatten's daughter, the words were naturally half-truths, mainly through deliberate concern, so that the other party then her father did not talk nonsense after his return. This is not a trivial matter, although Britain has long entered the constitutional monarchy stage, the royal family members should not tell the civil servants, but also depends on who.
Mountbatten is now a card of the British Empire's royal family, Alan Wilson is not guilty of drawing the attention of the other side.
A few words successfully diverted Pamela Mountbatten's attention, Alan Wilson old-fashioned let the other party should be alert to the danger, but attracted Pamela Mountbatten suspicious eyes, "Your age does not seem like a senior civil servant."
"Uh, I'm just young looking, I went to college six years ago." Alan Wilson thought back in time, yes, it was in 1939 when he completed his pre-college course. Then there was the blitz on Poland and the series of things that came to the East.
"Then you're too young, I don't even think you're twenty years old." Pamela Mountbatten's incredulous exclamation was successfully carried away by Alan Wilson's use of discourse.
Allen only divulged the year before going to college, and did not say his age, as for the age that Pamela Montbarton guessed out, it can be said that she made up her own brain.
Ellen Wilson stayed, not what attempts to Mountbatten's daughter, just out of risk, can not let the document unaccounted for, relying on a rather deceptive look of loyalty and honesty, Pamela Mountbatten agreed.
Looking not much older than herself, she had become a civil servant of no lesser status, and Pamela Mountbatten was quite curious. It was good to have someone to talk to when her father and mother could not be with her every day.
"My mother is surrounded by a group of native Indian noblewomen, and my father is even busier not always returning when he does." Pamela Mountbatten said somewhat arrogantly, "But if they were really busy with their business, it would be fine, but it doesn't seem to be the case. I'll tell you what, give me the paperwork and I'll pass it on to Father when he returns."
Reaching out to raise his wrist, Alan Wilson looked at the time, obviously not much interest in Pamela Mountbatten this noble second generation, he is now most interested in the promotion, in addition to everything can be abandoned, and not Elizabeth Taylor kind of stunning beauty, but since Pamela Mountbatten initiative to talk, he will also have a hitch in response.
"Very rare, are you teaching me to do things? What you see at your age is superficial, these Indians are approaching your parents with a purpose, because it represents a path to success." Alan Wilson straightened his lapel and tilted his head calmly, "Once we have no more authority one day, these Indians who multiply like cockroaches, will become something else. If it were my word's, I would not befriend people of all classes in India, even if the other side might be some Brahmin."