Göring clutched the receiver, the blood draining from his
taut lips. “Jawohl, mein Führer! Jawohl, mein Führer! Jawohl,
mein Führer!”
“Görnnert,” he sniffed, carefully replacing the receiver,
“get Schulz and the car.”
Wilhelm Schulz, age thirty-one, was his chauffeur. At :
.. Göring set off to the Chancellery in Berlin.