^The initial encounter was on 22 November 1922 at the Kindlkeller, a large L-shaped beer hall. Toland, p. 128.
^Hanfstaengl, Ernst. Hitler: The Memoir of a Nazi Insider that Turned Against the Fuhrer. New York, New York: Arcade Publishing. 1957: 108. My wife hurried up to the attic and found Hitler in a state of frenzy. He had pulled out his revolver with his good hand and shouted, ‘This is the end. I will never let these swine take me. I will shoot myself first.’ It so happened that I had taught my wife one of the few ju-jitsu tricks I know, for wrenching a pistol out of someone’s grasp. Hitler’s movements were awkward with his dislocated shoulder and she managed to get the thing away from him and fling it into a two-hundredweight barrel of flour we kept up in the attic to combat the recurrent shortages.