downfall. He brought his heels together in
“He—he’s
tied
up;
Pa got the best of
military style and extended his arm him.”
perfunctorily. “Heil Hitler!” he shouted. After
“Good work; but where are you a moment’s attention he lowered his hand and going?”
said, “I am curious to know how you
“I—I got a call from the hospital. Ted suspected that I was in the car.”
was hurt at the factory; that’s my son,” she The elder man answered, “Ma gave us added by way of explanation.
the tip.”
“Oh; I see. I’m sorry to hear it.”
“How?”
“When she spoke to this young man
MA PRESSED the starter and the sedan she called him, Sheriff Dodson. I’m Sheriff started to creep forward, past the two men Dodson, and Ma has known me for years.
from the patrol car. Then with unexpected Then when she said that Ted was in the suddenness the rear door of her Buick was hospital we guessed what was up. For this jerked open. There was a snarl in German, the man is Ted— Ted Bingham of the F.B.I.—and Luger barked and a bullet tore through the Ma’s own son.”
roof behind her.
Bringing her car to a quick stop, Ma TT WAS later at the auto court when Pa jumped to the highway. She saw the young Bingham had been cared for that Ted put his man trying to crush the Nazi to the floor. The arm around his mother’s shoulders. “Ma, you spy was striving to twist his gun hand free should have a medal for bravery.”
from his attacker’s clamping fingers. With She shook her head. “I wasn’t brave, desperate strength the German was slowly Ted. Why, I was just plain scared.”
raising his Luger, bringing the officer’s arm
“That’s what makes a hero, Ma; being up with it. Ma gasped when she saw the pistol just plain scared.”
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