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When people started to issue from their houses to go to work, I decided to take my chance. I approached an elderly worker and named the street on which was located the contact point that I had been given in Perpignan. He asked me what language I spoke. When I answered, he informed me by means of signs and a few words of French that I was to go seven blocks ahead and ten to the right.
During this war, I have often noticed that simple people are shrewder and quicker to guess the truth than ‘experts.’
When my guide finished his directions, he looked at me craftily and whispered with a significant smile: ‘De Gaulle, heh?’. ‘De Gaulle,’ I answered. ‘Bien. Bonne chance.’ He waved to me. ‘Merci, monsieur.’ I smiled and continued on my way.

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