[…]

‘Why not . . . why not think of your chap as a type? Tell me what type you’d sort of put him into.’

‘Sort of?’

‘You know . . . roughly.’

‘He’s an Aryan.’

‘Ah, one of those, eh? Odd when you think about it. I mean. How did they arrive at blue-eyed blonds as a racial type? Hitler’s short and dark and looks like Charlie Chaplin. Goebbels is short and ugly and looks like a rat. And as for Goering – well is that what Billy Bunter grew up to be?’