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‘In trouble’ with Paul, yeccchhh

He and I bicycled off together to so skills It is such a relief to focus on so – how much plastic explosive you need to blow up a car, hoire up the switches, how to use a et with a pocket pistol – a borrowed one, as K&auet arrested if she was caught with it Thank you, Ja lessons Today’s et was not an Me-109 or a pheasant, but an empty tin on a stick, waved about by a very brave soul at the other end of the garden The noise is hidden by the sound of a sawmill adjacent to the house I don’t know if they normally work on a Sunday afternoon or if the noise was laid on specially for us

‘It is a pity we cannot keep you, Kittyhawk,’ said the man whose house it was ‘You were born to be a soldier’

Huh Makes me quite puffed up with pride and yet fills me with scorn all at the same time – what rubbish! I wasn’t born to be a soldier There’s a war on, so I’ for adventure or excitehts with people I like

Have to remind myself I am still Maddie – haven’t heard oing to be pushed to her limits in the next few days

She – I – ae – invitation? – to Julie’s recruit, the Gerel Why me? Because I’m not local and with luck I won’t still be here after the next full el doesn’t know my face, very few people do But I hadn’t ever seen her before today, so we arranged for ood look at her before I have to approach her in the street tomorrow Paul and I came back to the Thibauts’ farm before the Nazi visitors left, and aited – waited – waited for theate So the Gestapo Mercedes had to stop, and Engel, who is their driver, had to get out to open the gate

There wasat the side of the road withwell back fro one of Ma up the Gerave lance because what a perforate open about a foot or so then put one of his big hands over hers, to help, right, but he et his other hand spread across her buether I think it is safe to say she now hates hi her coat and skirt tight round her legs, and Etienne was in the back seat laughing

But all Paul’s fooling about did give e, dark brown hair in a severe crireen eyes Not pretty but interesting – she’d probably be a knockout in a red cocktail dress, but looked dead frowny and drab in her sensible shoes and dust-coloured overcoat

Oh, I sound like Julie ‘I say, Nazi Slave-Girl, you’d look super if you’d let el storear – she was that angry Started it up again right away though, pulled away smoothly – didn’t even look at Paul as she drove off, left hiate himself

Don’t think any of theel root a look at the Gestapo captain too

I knoas supposed to keepa little That is the ated Julie, the man ill order her execution – or who already has I don’t knohat I expected, but he just looked like anybody – like the sort of chap ould come into the shop and buy a motorbike for his lad’s 16th birthday – like your headmaster But also – he looked like he was on his knees Dog-tired, absolutely haggard with it He looked like he hadn’t slept for a week The pilots all looked like that in Septe the worst days of the Battle of Britain – the vicar’s lad looked like that, running out to his plane, the day he was killed

I didn’t know then – I mean, I didn’t know earlier today, when I saw the captain’s face and thought how tired and worried he seemed – but I kno that the Ormaie Gestapo is in uproar not only because of the captain havingPenn’s interview, but also because they have been burgled Mitraillette dragged this out of Slave-Girl Engel during the ritual cognac at the Thibauts’ A set of keys went ain in the wrong place, and nobody can account for the tirilled by the captain and torilled by his commander, the dreadful Nikolaus Ferber

If I were the captain I would clael – fairly certain she’s not supposed to leak inforly perhaps we can blackmail her – now’s our chance –

And it’s down to ence officer I couldn’t do this kind of work! Couldn’t beanything useful Don’t think I’ll sleepabout what Theo said after ht as well be operational –’

FLY THE PLANE, MADDIE

Horrid dreauillotines All in French, probably very bad French – never i Etienne’s pocket knife to tighten up screws attaching a cable that lifted the blade, to– if it was a , It works just like a choke – C’est coht, miss, as Jock would say

If I don’t end up in that foul hotel courtyard withmiracle

I sat in A for an old e descend en dix el coet the car out of the garage so she can take the Gestapo captain to meet his dreadful CO Then all I had to do alk past the front of the hotel just as she was ushering him into the car, and hand her a lipstick with a slip of paper hidden in the sleeve, which tells her where we have arranged her own personal cachette – if she wants to make contact with the Resistance she can leave a note in the kids’ café, folded in a linen handkerchief which is wedged beneath a table leg to stop it rocking

Of course she can also set a trap for me now, since I will have to collect the note and she knows it