Dax

The first intimation of their intentions had excited widespread interest, but the fact that the threat had been launched from a small French town, and that in consequence the danger was very remote, had somehow robbed the threat of some of its force.

Such was the vague reasoning of an ungeographical people that did not realize that Dax is no farther from London than Aberdeen.

But here was the hidden terror in the metropolis itself.

"Why," argued London with suspicious sidelong glances, "every man we rub elbows with may be one of the four, and we none the wiser." Heavy, black-looking posters stared down from blank walls and filled the breadth of every police notice board.

Je l'ai pas avec le permis voiture.

Parce qu'à seize ans, je voulais faire le cake et je voulais rouler en Dax.

J'ai, j'avais-

Moi aussi, je l'ai passé à l'époque.

Ouais, c'est vrai.

À l'époque, ouais, je l'ai passé.

Pour rouler en Dax, c'était soixante-dix à seize ans.

Il fallait avoir le permis cent vingt-cinq pour rouler en Dax.