but the officer charged with the task called when Betjeman was "out of Dublin for a spell". This allowed time for the man to read some of his poems. He came to the conclusion that the author of the lines . . .Miss J Hunter Dunn, Miss J Hunter Dunn,
Furnish'd and burnish'd by Aldershot sun
. . . could not possibly be a spy, and he was spared.
When he died she attended his memorial service in 1984. She told her son, Ed, she had never had an affair with him. "I was in love with Dad," she added.
from Independent.ie: The poem that saved a terribly English spy from death in Dublin
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