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Will that do ? '' Clubfoot nodded assent . `` Take this man upstairs to my bedroom , '' he ordered the sergeant . `` Stay with him while he has his breakfast , and bring him back here at ten o'clock . And tell Schmidt to leave my car at the door : he need n't wait , as he is to beat : I will drive myself to the shoot . '' I do n't really remember what happened after that . I swallowed some breakfast , but I had no idea what I was eating , and the sergeant , who was a model of Prussian discipline , declined with a surly frown to enter into conversation with me .