The million pound banknote
When I had been famous for about ten days I went to do my duty to my country by paying my respects to the American ambassador. He received me with the correct amount of enthusiasm, but complained that I had been tardy in coming to him. He said that there was only one way to get his forgiveness. One of his guests for his dinner-party that night had been taken ill, and I should take the vacant place. I said I would, and we got to talking. It turned out that he and my father had been friends while boys at school. Later they were students together at Yale university, and had always been warm friends until my father's death.