A British agent’s specification of August 6th is mistaken by his American colleagues as meaning June 8th until Griswold intervenes.
OK, I guess. The puzzle makes sense, and the set-up is reasonably plausible. Still, let this one pass. The title under which it is published is unusually unfortunately, however, not only because Asimov otherwise used the title for a much better story, but because it tends to give too much away.
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