From Sybil Bruncheon's "MY MERRY MEMOIRS"... chapter 111, page 712... Dagmar, Me, and The War...

It was in 1942 when I had been recruited by the OSS as an espionage agent and part-time assassin. I was a very public celebrity in the Hollywood and Broadway circuits, always in the society columns in the papers, which was a fabulous cover, so no one would believe that the middle-aged, frumpy cleaning lady leaving my dressing rooms was actually me in disguise carrying military secrets, battle strategies, secret communiques, or a gun with a silencer... on my way to a dangerous assignment.

And it was at that time, and only that time, that my identical twin sister Dagmar, could be counted on to reject her usual and all-consuming narcissism, and actually devote herself to the war effort. So there we were, strolling through the fog in London, an elderly lady hobbling along on the arm of her nurse-companion... rounding the corner on Dunruddy Way to 21 Baysend Mews... to exterminate Dr. Gaylon Burnfender... aka Fritzi Großer Schlauch, a gestapo officer.

And then home again to our little apartment, for a tin of caviar on toast and a bottle of icy cold Veuve Clicquot and perhaps a round or two of Mah Jong… ah, good times… good times…

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