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Author:	Tan [ 11 Jul 2007, 00:17 ]
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As the old thread was up to 25 pages, I thought I had better start part 2. Thanks for all the comments! Polly spent the next several days learning her way around town. She visited Yvette twice, to help maintain her cover story. She managed to deflect Yvette’s curiousity and pondered the best way to deal with her. While she did not think that Yvette would consciously betray them, she was concerned that she may let some details slip that could endanger a number of lives. She visited one of the cafes in town regularly. While the supplies of coffee where limited, the café owner was able to brew a reasonable cup of coffee. Polly sorely missed the wonderful Austrian blend she was used to, but after several years in England, she enjoyed having regular access to coffee. She was sitting in the corner one morning writing a brief letter to Jo. Mindful of her instructions, she was writing in French and made her letter as innocuous as possible. She was aware of two men coming to sit at the table next to her, and was startled to realise that they were German officers. While she had seen Germans around Neuchatel every day, this was the first time that she had been in close proximity to them. She returned to her letter, however, trying to listen to as much of their conversation as possible. They were speaking in German, of the assumption that most people in the café would not be able to follow their conversation. Most of their chatter seemed to be fairly harmless. They were discussing the romantic adventures of one of their colleagues, and grumbling about some of the orders that they had received from Germany. There was talk of one of the comrades being transferred to somewhere in Poland as a punishment for a misdeed. Although one of them remarked with a laugh that it could have been worse and he could have been transferred to Russia. There was also some talk about the rounding up of Jews in the nearby towns. This puzzled Polly somewhat, as this did not seem to fit the rest of the conversation. She was interrupted by the owner of the café who came to her table to offer her more coffee. Polly accepted, as this would give her a reason to stay in the corner for a little while longer. The men at the next table looked over, and one of them spoke to her in heavily accented French, asking for her identity papers as he did not recognise her face. Polly calmly handed them over as requested, a little nervous as this was the first time she had faced this type of inspection. He asked her several questions, which she answered as briefly as possible before handing them back. They returned to their conversation, but Polly did not hear anything more of interest. She decided that she needed to organise a meeting with Philippe as quickly as possible to pass on the details of the conversation she had heard. She made her way to one of the live letterboxes that Philippe had established, a clerk in the local post office, and used their agreed upon phrase in their conversation. Once she had received the stamps that she bought as her cover story she made her way home.

Author:	Lesley [ 11 Jul 2007, 06:20 ]
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Now is that information important, or is it a sting to try and catch Polly out? Really worried about that. Thaks Tan.

Author:	Alison H [ 11 Jul 2007, 07:44 ]
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That was really chilling. Hope Polly can somehow help after what she heard.

Author:	Fatima [ 11 Jul 2007, 08:01 ]
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She reacted very well to her first brush with the enemy, though. Thanks Tan.

Author:	leahbelle [ 11 Jul 2007, 10:37 ]
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Thanks, Tan. My stomach leapt into my mouth when the Germans asked for her papers. She was very calm and composed - I'm just hoping they didn't sense anything suspicious about her.

Author:	Alex [ 11 Jul 2007, 17:00 ]
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Impressed that Polly can write in French and listen in German at the same time! Thanks, Tan.

Author:	MaryR [ 11 Jul 2007, 17:22 ]
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But they would have no reason to suspect her yet, and she answered quite comme il faut! Thanks, Tan

Author:	Tan [ 11 Jul 2007, 18:50 ]
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Alex wrote: Impressed that Polly can write in French and listen in German at the same time! Thanks, Tan. All that time at the Chalet School Alex! I suspect that anything that she wrote may not have made much sense.

Author:	brie [ 12 Jul 2007, 11:32 ]
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Thanks Tan- this is really worrying

Author:	Sal [ 12 Jul 2007, 18:13 ]
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Thanks Tan, I hadn't even thought that the conversation might be intended as a trap now I'm worried!

Author:	wheelchairprincess [ 14 Jul 2007, 18:02 ]
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Thanks Tan. Good in a way, worrying in others. Nowt else for it but to ask for more, please!

Author:	Cath V-P [ 15 Jul 2007, 03:50 ]
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All seems to be going well - but it's difficult to be sure isn't it? That must have been the hardest part, living with the constant insecurity.

Author:	Tan [ 18 Jul 2007, 10:22 ]
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Sorry for the delay, I think the bunnies have finally returned from their vacation. When Polly returned home, she discovered ruefully, that the letter she had written to Joey made no sense whatsoever. Thankfully she had managed to avoid writing German, however, she decided that she would have to scrap the letter and start again. Philippe replied later that day, requesting that she meet him that evening. He listened to her story closely, and was interested in the orders that had been discussed. He was as puzzled as Polly about the comments about the Jewish population. He told her that he had heard stories about Jewish people being sent to Germany to work in munitions factories. He was also interested to hear the comments about Poland, but did not feel that they had any military value. He sighed deeply, wishing that they had a wireless operator who could send on this information. In the end, he decided that the best plan would be for Polly to contact the neighbouring circuit to pass on this information to them. He gave her details of how to locate the organiser, and warned her to be careful with her cover stories. He also indicated that he had some concerns about the safety precautions taking by Louis, and advised her to be very careful about how she approached him. Polly took this opportunity to raise her concerns about Yvette. ‘I am sure that she does not realise the risk that she places us in, but she does know a lot about our plans Philippe’. ‘Hmm. I agree. How about you try talking to her alone? Apparently she is very impressed with you.’ Polly blushed, but agreed to speak to Yvette when she had a moment. Polly returned to the village, and rode to the train station. She decided that it would be best to travel to the neighbouring town by train, using as an excuse the need to source some books for her teaching. By now, Rene had helped her to locate two young students whom she was tutoring in reading and writing. As she had learnt French from a young age, and had been well drilled in her time at the Chalet School she felt comfortable in teaching in this language. Having these students also helped her to blend into the community and helped give her activities a genuine cover story. She discovered that there was a train to Beaune the following morning at 9.30. The trip took two hours, and with any luck she would be able to return late the following afternoon. If not, she was confident that she could find a bed at a pensione. After writing down the details of the train journey, she decided that it was time to speak to Yvette. She recognised that if she put this conversation off for two long, it could have potentially disastrous consequences. She cycled to the house that Rene and Yvette shared, and found Yvette was home. ‘Bon soir Yvette’ she began, asking if Yvette was available for a talk. Yvette seemed surprised, but led the way into the kitchen where she began to make coffee. They sat at the table, and Polly wondered how to begin. She decided to take the bull by the horns and began by saying ‘Yvette, I have noticed that you are very involved in the resistance. I am a little concerned, however, that you might not realise the seriousness of what you are involved in’. Yvette was startled by this statement and asked Polly what she meant. Polly replied by explaining that she had undertaken several months of training, including specific training in security measures. Yvettte laughed explaining that every one in the town knew her family and were unlikely to be involved with the Gestapo. Polly was stunned by this and commented ‘Yvette, you can’t know that. The Gestapo have links everywhere. Our training has emphasised that the smallest slip can be disastrous. I am concerned that you might inadvertently endanger us’. Yvette laughed again, then realised that Polly was in earnest. ‘I meant what I said Yvette. It is not just your life that you are playing with – this could potentially mean the lives of hundreds of people. If they stop our group, that could have an effect on other groups in the region. It could mean the difference between winning and losing.’ Yvette looked aghast. ‘How could I have that type of impact?’ she queried. Polly replied by listing some of the instances where Yvette had been careless. ‘Those are the ones that I know about Yvette. If you are truly serious about this, you need to be more careful.’ For the first time, Yvette realised the seriousness of what she had been involved in. ‘Dannielle, aidez-moi?’ she asked. Polly replied that she would be pleased to coach Yvette and the conversation changed to other topics. The following morning, Polly arrived at the train station early. She had learnt that in war time that train timetables were at best a guide, and at worst a guess. The train pulled in and she found a seat in a carriage with several French women who were carrying large baskets. She guessed that they were planning to do some marketing activities in Beaune. They included her in their conversation, and their grumbles about the impact of the war and rationing. Shortly before they arrived at Beaune several German soldiers arrived at the door of their compartment demanding to see their papers. Polly had an anxious moment, when they demanded to know the purpose of their travel. She replied that she was seeking materials to teach some students and they handed her papers back to her.

Author:	Lesley [ 18 Jul 2007, 11:47 ]
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Glad Polly had that chat with Yvette - can understand Yvette feeling that, because she knows everyone they wouldn't be involved with the Gestapo - unfortunately a number of people discovered, too late, that that wasn't true. Thanks Tan.

Author:	Fatima [ 18 Jul 2007, 13:35 ]
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I'm glad Yvette listened to Polly and didn't resent what she said to her. It's great to see more of this, thanks Tan.

Author:	MaryR [ 18 Jul 2007, 17:30 ]
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Polly could do with telling the whole Resistance such thoughts. Too many of them made too many slips. At least Yvette didn't hold it against her. Thanks, Tan

Author:	Cath V-P [ 19 Jul 2007, 01:44 ]
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Oh goodness, still at least Yvette listened to what Polly said. And hopefully it will save them from disaster at least for now.

Author:	Kathy_S [ 19 Jul 2007, 02:16 ]
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Very wise of Polly to deal with Yvette. Hope it's not too late!

Author:	leahbelle [ 19 Jul 2007, 16:49 ]
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I hope Yvette will pay heed to Polly's advice. Thanks, Tan.

Author:	brie [ 20 Jul 2007, 13:54 ]
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Thanks Tan. I hope Yvette takes notice f Polly's advice...

Author:	Sal [ 20 Jul 2007, 19:10 ]
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Thanks Tan, I'm glad Yvette didn't take offence but wanted to learn instead.

Author:	Fiona Mc [ 21 Jul 2007, 10:46 ]
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I can understand why Yvette doesn't think her family would ever betray her or them to the Gestapo but, the ones you trust the most can betray the most. Thanks Tan

Author:	Alison H [ 22 Jul 2007, 01:07 ]
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Thanks Tan.

Author:	Tan [ 31 Jul 2007, 10:22 ]
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An update at long last. Sorry for the delay - I am struggling a little bit with the middle part of the story. I have also been caught up in playing with facebook and work. When the train pulled in at Beaune, Polly assisted the women that had been in her carriage. She noted out of the corner of her eye, that the German soldiers had followed them off the train. She decided to walk with the women to the market, reasoning, that that would be a good place to check whether the Germans were following them. When they arrived at the market stalls, the soldiers were still trailing them. Polly stopped at several stalls and made some purchases, before making her way to the narrow streets around the market place. To her relief, the soldiers did not follow her any further. She found a small bookshop, and purchased two children’s books. She winced slightly at the price, but decided that it was worth it to maintain her cover story. She then made her way to the café that Phillipe advised her that Louis used as a live letterbox. The café was rather crowded, and she found a small table in the corner which she selected. This allowed her to keep an eye on the door and monitor who came in and out of the café. When the waitress came to take her order, she used the codewords that Phillipe had provided her. The waitress raised her eyebrow but did not say anything. An older woman brought Polly’s coffee to her, and gave her a small nod as she placed the coffee on the table. She suggested that Polly may wish to come back after 1 to have her midday meal. Polly replied that she would like that very much. She finished her coffee and checked her watch. She still had an hour until her rendezvous with Louis and she decided to return to the market. The German soldiers were no longer there, and she enjoyed wandering around looking at the different produce. She suspected that prior to the war that the range of produce would have been greater, and the markets a lot busier. After the hour was up, Polly returned to the café. The woman who had served her coffee greeted her and seated her at the same table she had sat in earlier in the morning. The café was quite busy with the lunch-time rush, with most customers being either women or elderly men. There appeared to be very few young men in the village at all. Polly had bought a newspaper in the market and started to read it. Her meal arrived quickly and she enjoyed the soup and bread roll that she had ordered. As she sat there with her coffee, an unfamiliar man walked to her table and asked if she minded sharing. As the café was full, this was a discreet way to conduct a meeting. ‘Je m’apelle Louis’ he introduced himself. ‘Je m’apelle Danielle. Comment allez-vous?’ Polly replied politely. ‘Tres bien’ was the response. The waitress arrived to take his order, and Louis requested a coffee. He then turned to Polly and asked the purpose of her visit. Polly deliberately misunderstood him, and replied that she had travelled to Beaune to buy some materials for her work. She then replied that her train would be leaving shortly, and offering him her newspaper as the waitress returned with his coffee. ‘L’addition, s’il vous plait?’ she requested the waitress, and pulled her purse from her bag. She counted out the necessary francs, and bid Louis an ‘Au revoir’ as she left the restaurant. He took her hint and picked up the newspaper in which she had secreted a coded note. Polly walked briskly towards the train station, noticing that the German soldiers who had been on the train that morning had returned to the market area. She arrived at the train station a few minutes early and hoped that the trains would be running on time. She was relieved when it arrived promptly and was happy to find a seat in a half-empty compartment. She relaxed as the train pulled away from the station, recognising that she had been anxious about passing on the message to Louis.

Author:	Alison H [ 31 Jul 2007, 10:26 ]
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Thanks Tan - good to see more of this.

Author:	brie [ 31 Jul 2007, 10:38 ]
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Thanks Tan, im glad tosee this back

Author:	ibarhis [ 31 Jul 2007, 10:59 ]
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Welcome back... That facebook, insidious is what I call it!

Author:	Mona [ 31 Jul 2007, 11:02 ]
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Thanks for the update Tan. I was missing this a bit!

Author:	Mrs Redboots [ 31 Jul 2007, 13:39 ]
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Good to see this back. Thank you, Tan.

Author:	Fatima [ 31 Jul 2007, 13:39 ]
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I'm really glad to see this back, thanks Tan.

Author:	Fiona Mc [ 31 Jul 2007, 13:52 ]
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I'm glad this is back too

Author:	MaryR [ 31 Jul 2007, 15:08 ]
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She's having to be watchful all the time, and adapt to her surroundings. And not betray herself when making contact. And yet, one also feels that she is actually enjoying this immersion in another culture. Thanks, Tan

Author:	Lesley [ 31 Jul 2007, 18:54 ]
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Hope seeing those German soldiers so much doesn't bode ill. Thanks Tan.

Author:	Cath V-P [ 01 Aug 2007, 00:52 ]
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As Mary said, there is this element of enjoyment about it for her, despite all the need for caution and watchfulness. Thanks Tan.

Author:	Kathy_S [ 01 Aug 2007, 03:17 ]
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It must be a relief to have had that over with. Nice that Polly manages to enjoy the market a bit as well!

Author:	Sal [ 01 Aug 2007, 21:55 ]
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Thanks for the update Tan. I hope Polly's next meeting with Louis goes as well.

Author:	leahbelle [ 04 Aug 2007, 20:56 ]
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Thanks, Tan. It must have been very unnerving for Polly when the German soldiers looked like they were going to follow her.

Author:	Tan [ 14 Aug 2007, 18:45 ]
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Hello everyone. I am shocking with updates - I am spending way too much time on Funtrivia .... The next two weeks passed quickly. Polly met with Phillipe on several occasions, and passed on messages to various members of the network. They had been advised that their circuit was next on the list to receive their own wireless operator. Polly was relieved to hear this, as she was concerned about having to travel regularly to Beaune to pass on information. She was concerned that Louis continued to make the café his rendezvous point, as she felt that this was drawing attention to him. She also spent time with Yvette, tutoring her in some of the safety strategies that she had learnt from the SOE. Without giving too much information away, Polly mentioned to Yvette that she had friends who had barely escaped from the Nazis with their lives. Two young men that Yvette had grown up with had been arrested and sent to Germany. It was this more than anything that made Yvette realise that this was serious. 'They were just young men' she cried to Polly. 'Trying to fight for their country'. 'I am sorry Yvette. Now you realise why we must try and do all we can to fight back against these people'. Several days after this incident, Polly received a message that Phillipe wanted to meet with her, and cycled to the rendezvous point. 'I am pleased to see you. As you know, tomorrow night is the full moon. I have received word from London that they are sending us a radio operator at long last.' Polly laughed, relieved that she had not been pressed into duty yet. 'Apparently they are going to land here rather than parachuting, as they have some supplies to deliver.' Polly was surprised at this, as this was not a common practice as there was a greater risk to all parties when these operations were scheduled. 'Can you listen out on the BBC for the code? Of course, it is going to depend on whether this fine weather holds'. Polly knew that all such operations were held on the night of the full moon as it made it easier for the pilots to fly 'under the radar'. ‘I am not sure why they are doing this’ he admitted. ‘There must be a particular reason. Oh, and I have heard back about the information that we sent them. They are wondering whether the Germans are planning something in this area. There was nothing about the information on the Jews, or the deportation orders. I guess that they thought we didn’t need to know about that. They do want some more information on the military operations. Do you think that you and Yvette might be able to hunt out some more information?’ ‘I’ll see what we can find out. I think Yvette went to school with some of the railway staff so she might be able to find out some more from us. Which landing field are they using tomorrow?’ ‘The Jupiter field. They don’t usually use that one but they need the room to be able to take off and land. Rene will coordinate the landing party, and I will be there as well. You had better not come along, just pass the word about whether the operation is going ahead to Rene.’ Polly knew that Phillipe was always cautious about having too many key people in the one location, so was not surprised at this statement. She had learned over the past few weeks that Phillipe had been a member of the army prior to the war and had a good grasp of military tactics. ‘If you have any letters for home, send them with Rene tomorrow. There should be enough time to pass them on, and with any luck, your second bag will turn up as well’. Polly laughed at that. She had been sent over with only one suitcase and was thoroughly looking forward to having some winter clothes arriving. It was now September, and already the evenings were starting to have a bite to them. Clothes were almost impossible to obtain, even with her forged coupons. Yvette had been able to loan her some clothes, but she recognised that Yvette was unable to replace any of her clothes either. She was looking forward to receiving some letters from home as well. ‘Back to business’ he announced. ‘I would like you to travel to the third meeting spot the day after tomorrow so I can update you on the latest orders from London. I suspect that the Allies are starting to plan a big push for next year and I think that they will be expecting us to play our part. Also, you can let me know how you and Yvette are going to obtain that information we need’. Polly agreed to meet him at one of the farmhouses he used as a base. She wondered how they were going to hide the wireless operator they assumed would be sent out on the next flight, then dismissed it. They would cope somehow. Polly met with Yvette the following morning at her flat. Rene appeared distracted, so they decided to go for a walk through town. Polly outlined Phillipe’s request to Yvette and Yvette considered how they could go about obtaining that information. ‘I know Jean works there. And I suspect he is keen to become a member of the resistance. His father helps Rene occasionally. Let’s drop by the train station and see if I can speak to him there. And don’t worry, Danielle, I will be careful’. Polly laughed, pleased to see that Yvette had become more security conscious, although saddened about the loss of the two young men who had brought home the dangers of war to her friend. They made their way towards the station, only to be stopped by two German soldiers at the doorway. They duly handed over their papers to be scrutinised and then the Germans demanded the purpose of their visit. Polly replied that they were wishing to check the times for the train to Beaune, as they wished to attend the markets there later in the week. She was told, brusquely, that the station was closed and she would have to return later. She thanked the soldiers politely, and turned to leave. She gave Yvette a warning look, and Yvette remained silent until they had well and truly left the station behind.

Author:	Fatima [ 14 Aug 2007, 18:51 ]
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Tan wrote: I am spending way too much time on Funtrivia .... But it's great there! It's all so scary, and yet Polly doesn't seem daunted by anything that happens. Thanks Tan.

Author:	ibarhis [ 14 Aug 2007, 19:00 ]
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I am wondering just what is happening at the station though, and whether Polly will find a way to look... Because if my suspicions are correct, it might all be getting even more serious!

Author:	MaryR [ 14 Aug 2007, 19:03 ]
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Is this a trap? Thanks, Tan

Author:	Lesley [ 14 Aug 2007, 21:11 ]
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Polly was very cool there, wasn't she? Hope everyone stays safe. Thanks Tan.

Author:	Alison H [ 14 Aug 2007, 22:53 ]
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Good to see more of this .

Author:	Cath V-P [ 15 Aug 2007, 00:34 ]
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This is all so very worrying.

Author:	Elder in Ontario [ 15 Aug 2007, 01:42 ]
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This is beginning to reach nail biting anxiety - I hope that Polly and her colleagues are OK, but I do smell a trap here. Thanks, Tan

Author:	Fiona Mc [ 15 Aug 2007, 08:15 ]
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Thanks Tan Am glad to see an update

Author:	brie [ 15 Aug 2007, 08:50 ]
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At every corner there is another possibility for omething to go wrong.

Author:	Mrs Redboots [ 15 Aug 2007, 12:13 ]
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Good to see this back. I couldn't do any of today's Funtrivia questions, so stopped trying!

Author:	leahbelle [ 15 Aug 2007, 13:08 ]
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Lovely update, thanks, Tan. Polly is so calm and seems to take everything in her stride.

Author:	Elbee [ 20 Aug 2007, 15:01 ]
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Very worrying. Thanks Tan.

Author:	Sal [ 22 Aug 2007, 12:42 ]
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Gulp Looks like things are starting to get even more dangerous. Thanks Tan

Author:	bethany [ 22 Aug 2007, 14:56 ]
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I have just caught up on the last 6 weeks of updates. This is so scary, and so real. I am so worried that someone is going to do or say something that arouses the suspicion of the Gestapo... Polly is doing an amazing job, exactly what you would expect from a chalet girl. Thanks Tan!

Author:	Tan [ 06 Sep 2007, 19:18 ]
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Hi everyone, I am back from Italy and thought I would post the next bit. This is the last I have written, I am hoping to get stuck back into it fairly soon. ‘It might be nothing Yvette’ Polly started the conversation. ‘We can’t draw attention to ourselves, so we had better not go near the station until late this afternoon.’ Yvette looked unconvinced, and Polly privately admitted to herself that it did seem odd that the train station was closed off like this. They heard a rumble on the rail track and Yvette exclaimed ‘Qu’est-ce que c’est? It is not market day.’ Polly turned to see that Yvette was pointing to a small locomotive pulling two cattle trucks behind it. She was puzzled as well, as the small market here did not sell livestock. She realised that they should not draw attention to themselves. ‘I don’t know Yvette. It seems odd, but I think we had better move away from here before the Germans notice’. They walked towards the centre of the town, gradually noticing that the town was quieter than usual. There were definitely less people around, and there seemed to be more of the black vehicles that the Germans used driving around. She became increasingly worried, as she had not seen anything like this before. ‘I know’ she began, turning towards Yvette, ‘let’s go to the café for a coffee’. She felt that it would be a good idea to get off the streets and be surrounded by other people. As it was near lunchtime, this would not attract attention. As they turned the corner into the road where the coffee shop was located, they were stopped by two Germans wearing the black uniform and death’s head insignia of the Gestapo. Polly mentally sent a quick prayer for calm and assistance as the more senior of the Germans addressed them. She noted that he wore the insignia of an SS-Hauptscharfuhrer or Sergeant and became anxious as to why a German NCO was in quiet Neuchatel. ‘Mesdemoiselles, vos papiers’ he requested. Polly and Yvette proferred their identity cards for the second time that morning. The Hauptscharfuhrer turned to his colleague and murmured in German ‘Not the two we are looking for’ and handed the cards back to the two women. ‘What is your business?’ he demanded in heavily accented French. Polly took the lead, ‘We are on our way to buy some food. We thought we would go to the café first.’ He stared at her for a moment. ‘Be on your way’ he commanded. They wasted no time in making their way towards the coffee shop. The coffee shop was half-full. Mme Bedeau greeted them with a subdued ‘Bonjour, mes filles’. As Mme was in her sixties, Polly reflected that she could call them girls if she desired. The atmosphere in the café was hushed. They selected seats in the middle of the room, watching as another pair of SS soldiers walked past the shop. Mme Bedeau carried a coffee pot towards them, and murmured ‘ne dites rien’ as she filled their pots, her eyes flicking towards the front of the room. Polly was surprised at the warning, although after she followed Mme’s gaze she realised that there were unfamiliar faces in the café. Her stomach began to clench, and she felt more anxious about the strangers. ‘Merci beaucoup, Madame’ she smiled up at the older women. Madame’s features relaxed as she recognised that Polly had understood her warning. She pressed her foot on Yvette’s shoe as a signal not to say anything. Polly began an idle conversation with Yvette, discussing the various things she was planning to do that afternoon – mending some clothes, tending the garden. Other customers nearby also began to talk about inane things, and the noise level in the cafe started to rise. Polly continued to study the table that Madame Bedeau had indicated out of the corner of her eye. It was unusual to see men of military age in the village, and she suspected that these men were not who they appeared. Their hair was cut short military style, and she wondered if they were members of the Vichy police. She and Yvette finished their coffee quickly, and left some coins on the table, before leaving. She pressed Yvette’s arm, warning her to keep quiet as they made their way back to Yvette’s flat. She was more worried than she wanted Yvette to know, wondering if this had anything to do with the planned airdrop that evening. Her mind raced, wondering if there was a way that they could get word to London to halt the drop planned for that evening. She remained alert, checking discretely to ensure that they had not been followed. As they made their way into the flat, she placed her finger across her lips as a warning to Yvette to remain quiet for the moment. Rene looked up as they walked in, and Polly made her way across to the window to pull it closed. ‘Have you been outside?’ she asked him. ‘No, why?’ he replied. ‘Something is happening. There are Gestapo all through the town’. He looked concerned when he heard that. ‘There were also some strange faces in the café.’ He looked worried when he heard that information. ‘I think we need to contact Phillipe urgently’. Polly nodded agreement. ‘I think we also need to notify London’. Rene swore. ‘Yes, we don’t want the Gestapo as part of the landing party. They might not be here for that, but we can’t afford to take any chances’. ‘We know that idiot’ Yvette retorted tartly. ‘The question is, what are we going to do?’ There was silence for a moment. ‘We don’t have a radio operator at the moment’ Rene began. ‘That’s not the problem’ Polly replied, ‘We don’t have a radio’. Rene looked puzzled. ‘I can send a message, but we don’t have a radio to send it on. And I don’t think we will be able to get to Beaune – the train station is closed and it is too far to ride in time’. ‘The station is closed?’ Rene queried. ‘Yes, it is very odd – there is a cattle train but there are no cattle markets scheduled’ ‘Never mind that’ Polly interrupted. ‘We can worry about that later. The important thing is to notify Phillipe and figure out how we are going to contact London’. Rene sat for a moment. ‘I think I know where we can find a radio set. I am sure there is one hidden at one of the farms. How are we going to get out of town is the question. If there are Germans around we will need to be much more careful’. Polly thought for a moment. ‘We all have bikes. We just need to change our clothing and come up with a good cover story. Perhaps, Rene, you can pretend to be a farm labourer, while Yvette and I can take some baskets and pretend to be marketing. Also, we had better not travel together. That might look suspicious, and if we go in two groups, we are more likely to get through’. Polly was concerned that Yvette might not be able to handle the strain if she was stopped and questioned and she was by herself. Rene was much calmer than his volatile sister.

Author:	Fatima [ 06 Sep 2007, 19:44 ]
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Now it's getting very scary; Polly's very level headed, thank goodness. Thanks Tan. sending lots of bunny food

Author:	Lesley [ 06 Sep 2007, 20:04 ]
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Very, very worrying - anyone else have nasty suspicions about the reason for the cattle trucks? Thanks Tan - good to see more of this.

Author:	MaryR [ 06 Sep 2007, 20:22 ]
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Presumably the rounding up of the Jews is beginning in France, but they would be very wise to postpone the drop, all the same. Because all these Germans would surely have their eyes open to anything out of the ordinary. Polly is being very level-headed. In true CS style! Thanks, Tan

Author:	Alison H [ 06 Sep 2007, 20:36 ]
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Good to see more of this - thanks Tan.

Author:	Kathye [ 06 Sep 2007, 20:49 ]
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All caught up, thanks for the transcripts Tan. Am loving this very very much!

Author:	Elbee [ 06 Sep 2007, 22:40 ]
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Scary and serious. Very atmospheric, Tan, this is really good.

Author:	ibarhis [ 07 Sep 2007, 07:50 ]
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There is no doubt in my mind of the purpose of the trucks...

Author:	bethany [ 07 Sep 2007, 08:08 ]
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Thanks for the update Tan, I have been wondering how Polly is doing and looking forward to hearing more. I am trying to trust the fact that Polly is very clever and very sensible, and that it will all be OK, I really hope it will be.

Author:	Fiona Mc [ 07 Sep 2007, 09:06 ]
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Lesley wrote: Very, very worrying - anyone else have nasty suspicions about the reason for the cattle trucks? Thanks Tan - good to see more of this. So do I. Thanks Tan, glad to see this back

Author:	Sal [ 07 Sep 2007, 14:00 ]
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I agree with others about the reason for the trucks presence, I just hope Polly manages to remain so level headed. Thanks Tan

Author:	Tan [ 08 Sep 2007, 11:19 ]
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You will find out more about the trucks ... in the next couple of updates. I woke up this morning about four and immediately starting thinking about the story! Which would have been fine but I only got to bed around one (Ricky Gervaise was very good!). Will try and write some more this weekend. Thanks for all the feedback!

Author:	Cath V-P [ 11 Sep 2007, 12:15 ]
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Oh dear, this starts to sound ominous.....hopefully Polly will be able to deal with whatever is going to happen.

Author:	Tan [ 24 Sep 2007, 16:26 ]
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I have had a very productive afternoon! Rene nodded. ‘That might work. I shall locate Phillipe, and explain to you where the radio is hidden. I know the family well, they will not give you away. Also, I will leave a sign in one of the letterboxes to let you know that I have contacted Phillipe. If there is no sign there by late afternoon, you had better try and locate him yourselves. I think he is at the farm I took you to that day Danielle. Now, here is how you get to the other farm’. He gave them directions, and Polly was relieved that Yvette appeared to know the location that he was explaining to them. ‘I’ll get changed and head out now. You and Yvette had better wait half an hour Danielle.’ ‘It will take us that time to get ready. And I need to plan out what to send in my signal’. They left the flat and made their way to Polly’s house. Yvette was wheeling her bicycle, and had added a basket with string and calico bags to her handlebars. Polly was relieved that they were travelling down the side streets as she was keen to stay away from the town centre for the moment. As they crossed one intersection, they noticed two of the black Gestapo vehicles parked outside a house. Polly felt sorry for the inhabitants – it was not good news to have the Gestapo that interested in you. Mme Dubois was in the kitchen as they entered the cottage. They stopped and chatted briefly, mentioning that some Gestapo were in the town. Mme Dubois crossed herself when she heard the news. ‘Mon Dieu!’ she exclaimed. ‘I pity the poor people that they are interested in. Please be careful mes filles’. Polly told her that they were planning to cycle out and see if they could find some late blackberries and asked if she would like anything. Mme Dubois looked at her as if she did not believe the story, but thanked her and bid them good luck. Yvette stayed in the kitchen and chatted with Mme while Polly went upstairs to change. Polly made her way to her bedroom. She had not used any of her one-time transmission pads before, and had secreted them inside her mattress as one of the few safe hiding places she could find. She also located the crystals that she had been given which would enable her to transpond on the frequency that was allocated to her. She changed into an old skirt and blouse, also taking with her a knitted jumper in case they were out after dark. She knew that Mme Dubois would allow her to borrow one of her baskets, which would help their disguise in case they were stopped. Polly and Yvette cycled slowly to the outskirts of town. They knew that they had to remain undetected, and were careful to choose streets were there were no signs of the Gestapo vehicles. They did see one or two cars in the distance. After ten nerve-stretching minutes, they were on the outskirts of the village. Yvette led the way, while Polly mentally composed her message. She knew that she had to be as brief as possible, there were no guarantees that they would remain undetected. She was also aware that she may have to remain listening for any replies from London for several minutes, and hoped that the farm was isolated enough for the signal to be difficult to trace. Yvette turned off onto a side road and cycled for several more minutes, before turning up a rutted path. The farmhouse was small, and painted white. The paint was starting to peel, like many of the houses in the area. The yard was quite tidy, with several chickens scratching around in the dirt. There was a barn a short walk from the house, half full with hay. ‘Bonjour, Mme Chaumont’, Yvette greeted the woman who was walking across from the bar. ‘This is my friend Danielle. Rene has sent us’. Mme Chaumont looked surprised at this. ‘Jean is not here at the moment. He is out in the fields and may be some time yet. Would you like to come inside and have some coffee?’ They agreed and followed her into the spotless kitchen. While the water boiled in the kettle, Polly decided to explain the purpose of their visit. She didn’t feel entirely comfortable in discussing her situation with a stranger, but she knew that at some stage she had to display trust. She also felt that Rene would not have sent them here if he thought that the Chaumonts were untrustworthy. ‘Mme Chaumont, I think that you are aware of some of the activities that Rene and your husband are involved in?’ ‘Mais, oui’ was the reply. ‘They don’t tell me all of the details, but of course, I am aware’. ‘Rene suggested that you might have a means for contacting London?’ Polly enquired carefully. ‘Perhaps. But Jean and I do not know how to operate that equipment so it is hidden’ she replied with a shrug. ‘It is urgent that we contact London. I am able to use the equipment, if you are willing to let me use it.’ ‘Please, Mme Chaumont’ Yvette broke in. ‘I am happy to stand guard’. ‘Is it that important?’ she looked closely at Polly. ‘There are Gestapo in the village. Tonight is a full moon’. Mme Chaumont nodded slowly as she realised the significance of that statement. ‘In that case, we had better go out to the barn. The equipment was left behind by the resistance several months ago. We hid it out in the barn as we thought that would be harder to search’. Polly exhaled in relief. ‘However, before we do that, let us enjoy our coffee’. The brew was bitter and tasted faintly of oak, but the warm drink was welcomed. Mme Chaumont led them to the back of the barn, where a ladder led up to the hayloft. She moved several armfuls of hay away from the corner, where a large case was hidden underneath a blanket. She opened up the case and looked at Polly. To her relief, it was a set with which she was familiar, wondering just how it had come to be at the farm. She quickly assembled the machinery, and pulled out the collapsible aerial. She went to the nearby window, and was able to dangle the aerial out. She slipped in her crystals and set out her message pad and went to work. In London, the team that was responsible for monitoring the airwaves was surprised to receive a transmission from ‘Student’. The section supervisor quickly made his way over to the station to scrutinise the transcription. He phoned Miss Atkins and she quickly made her way to the operations room. She reviewed the message ‘ Are you sure it is authentic?’ she quiered. ‘The checks are correct, and it appears to be from her’. ‘In that case, we have a problem’ she replied. ‘Can you transmit back message received and understood and ask her to standby for a reply in thirty minutes time?’ He replied in the affirmative. ‘Then do so’ she responded before leaving to speak to other members of the team. Polly breathed a sigh of relief as she finished transcribing the last of the message. She turned off her set, knowing that she now had half an hour in which to wait. She made her way down the ladder and to the front of the barn. Yvette and Mme Chaumont were sitting outside with a basket of beans in front of them, keeping watch just in case the signals had been traced. Polly stood in the doorway, stretching her cramped muscles before moving over to join them.

Author:	Elbee [ 24 Sep 2007, 16:31 ]
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Thanks for the update Tan. I hope they don't get caught.

Author:	Mona [ 24 Sep 2007, 17:41 ]
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Great to see an update on this, Tan, Thanks!

Author:	Fatima [ 24 Sep 2007, 17:43 ]
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I hope they've not been traced, too. I wonder what the problem with the message is. Thanks Tan. sending lots of bunny food so that the bunnies stay as productive

Author:	MaryR [ 24 Sep 2007, 19:45 ]
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Why do I fear for them during that half hour? Could it be because it all sounds too peaceful and easy? Is Madame Chaumont all she seems? Thanks, Tan

Author:	Fiona Mc [ 25 Sep 2007, 03:05 ]
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MaryR wrote: Why do I fear for them during that half hour? Could it be because it all sounds too peaceful and easy? Is Madame Chaumont all she seems? I'm wondering about that myself and feel a bit on tenterhooks. Hope Polly and Yvette are okay

Author:	Cath V-P [ 25 Sep 2007, 03:24 ]
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Oh, I hope things go smoothly for them....

Author:	Elder in Ontario [ 25 Sep 2007, 13:59 ]
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I just popped back to see if there was an update - why do I share the uneasiness of MaryR and Cath V-P about what may be about to happen? But it's so realistic a picture that we can't help but worry. Thanks Tan

Author:	Lesley [ 25 Sep 2007, 21:04 ]
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Also sharing the unease - though at least the message has got through. Thanks Tan

Author:	Kathy_S [ 26 Sep 2007, 03:41 ]
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Ever more ominous. worries Thank you, Tan.

Author:	Alison H [ 27 Sep 2007, 15:11 ]
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Thanks for the update .

Author:	Sal [ 27 Sep 2007, 16:30 ]
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Half an hour does seem a long wait in this context. Thanks Tan

Author:	leahbelle [ 27 Sep 2007, 17:16 ]
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Also uneasy. Thanks for the update, Tan.

Author:	Tan [ 03 Oct 2007, 15:07 ]
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Oh dear, I didn't mean to leave you so anxious ... hopefully this post will answer some of your questions. ‘Is everything alright Danielle?’ Yvette asked her. ‘Fine, thanks. They are going to send us a message in half an hour.’ ‘Is that normal?’ ‘Well, they are probably finalising the preparations for tonight. It is going to take some time to work out what the best action is.’ The next moment, a brown dog of an indeterminate breed raced up to Mme Chaumont. ‘Down Pepin’ she exclaimed. ‘Where is your master?’ Pepin grinned up at her, as Jean, a sunbrowned farmer in his fifties walked up to join them. ‘Who are your friends?’ he asked his wife as he smiled at Yvette and Polly. ‘Yvette, is it not?’ he asked her politely. ‘The sister of Rene, if I am not mistaken’. ‘Bonjour, Monsieur’ Yvette responded politely. ‘Oui, Rene est mon frere’. ‘This is Danielle’. Mme Chaumont introduced Polly to her husband. ‘She and Yvette have been trying to contact London’. ‘Indeed? Qu’est ce que c’est?’ ‘There are Gestapo in the village’ Polly informed him. ‘Rene asked us to contact London. We have been using the equipment in your barn, and we are awaiting a reply’. ‘I see. Is Rene taking steps?’ ‘Yes’ Polly replied. ‘In that case then, it is the hands of fate’ he stated philosophically. ‘Thank goodness you were able to get word out in time. It could have been disastrous. Do you have any idea what the Germans are doing?’ Polly shrugged. ‘It is very odd – the train station has been closed and there are cars everywhere. There are cattle trucks at the station, but no markets are scheduled’. ‘Oh’ Jean replied quietly. ‘I have heard stories. I wonder.’ Despite their questions, he would not be drawn further. Polly checked her watch, and realised that her thirty minutes was nearly up. ‘I had better go back upstairs now’ and made her way back up the ladder. London was waiting for her, and the message that she received was that the night’s activities had been cancelled, and further instructions would be sent via the BBC nightly transmission. She signed off, and packed the kit away where it had been hidden. In London, Vera Atkins was in a meeting with several of the senior members of the French section. ‘You realise what this is going to do to our plans in the region?’ Colonel Buckmaster asked. ‘With the situation in Paris, and the plans for next year it is vital that we get more people into that region’. ‘What concerns me’ added a third voice, ‘is what are the Germans doing in that area anyway? Is it just a coincidence or something more?’ ‘Something more’ said the cool voice of Vera Atkins. The men turned to look at her. ‘This is not the first report out of France about these types of activities. I think that we were just unlucky. I think that we can leave it to Danielle to find out if there is anything more going on. I do not agree though that we should make her the wireless operator of that circuit. We cannot expect her to continue using that old set and given that we have had to cancel tonight’s operation, we cannot supply her with a new radio until next month.’ ‘I agree’ added Colonel Buckmaster. ‘We need to look at contingency plans and see if we can send someone across by boat’. Back in the French farmyard, Polly made her way across to the small group. Pepin raced up to her, dropping a stick at her feet. Guessing his game, she threw it to him. The three people waiting for her, looked up at as she made her way across the yard. ‘Tonight is off’ she stated simply and thanked the Chaudmonts for their time. It was now late afternoon and the shadows were lengthening. ‘Yvette, cherie, we had better be leaving’. Jean nodded in agreement. ‘You don’t want to be caught after dark, that will raise questions’. He handed them two bags of nuts and berries to place in their baskets. ‘You had better take these with you – after all, you came out here to forage didn’t you?’ with a crooked smile. They bid he and his wife adieu, and turned their bikes towards the village. As they reached the outskirts of town, they were hailed by Rene. ‘How did you go?’ he panted as he drew level with them. ‘Message received, the party has been cancelled’ replied Polly. ‘Et vous?’ He nodded. ‘I found him and he suspected that might be the case. We are in the process of contacting everyone. You two had better make your way home. I am going to stop off at the café just to make sure that everything is OK. In fact, it might be best if you stay with Danielle tonight.’ Polly agreed ‘I don’t think tonight is a good night to be out after dark. Please be careful Rene.’ As the two women made their way towards Polly’s home, they could hear a woman screaming in the distance. Polly glanced across at Yvette, she could see that Yvette was frightened as well. As they cycled slowly down the road, the screaming grew louder, until they could identify that it was coming from the next side street. As they reached the intersection, they both paused and looked to the left. They could see a woman collapsed in the middle of the road, with clothes strewn around her. There were two German soldiers trying to pull her to her feet, and two children in the back of the black vehicle also crying. Polly had never felt so helpless in all her life. ‘Come Yvette’ she commanded. ‘There is nothing we can do here’ yet the words sounded false to her ears. She was remembering how the Robin had stood up to the crowds that long-ago day in Austria. Remembering, too that that action had led to the Robin and several of their friends fleeing for their lives. She reminded herself that she was doing her best to fight the Germans, and that being arrested could only jeopardise that. However, she knew that the screams would ring in her ears for many days to follow. Yvette’s face looked drawn. ‘Is there nothing we can do?’ she asked softly as they rode home. ‘I know, Yvette. I feel helpless as well. However, what would us getting arrested achieve?’ ‘I can only pray that this war ends soon’ Yvette responded. ‘I also’ Polly agreed.

Author:	Elder in Ontario [ 03 Oct 2007, 15:20 ]
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Tan - you convey the atmosphere of all this so well - the tensions, the perils, both for Polly and her confreres and for the French victims of the Gestapo - that scene with the woman truly sent shivers up my spine. I just hope that the 'cell' members manage to remain undetected and safe. Thank you.

Author:	Alison H [ 03 Oct 2007, 15:22 ]
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How awful .

Author:	Fatima [ 03 Oct 2007, 16:29 ]
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Yes, it's all terrifying. I hope that Polly manages to continue her work without any difficulties. Thanks Tan.

Author:	leahbelle [ 03 Oct 2007, 17:14 ]
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Wibble!

Author:	Elbee [ 03 Oct 2007, 17:25 ]
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I'm glad they didn't run into any problems in that half hour wait, but it's still very worrying... Thanks Tan.

Author:	Lesley [ 03 Oct 2007, 18:46 ]
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How terrible, knowing that if they react they will only become victims themselves. Thanks Tan.

Author:	Fiona Mc [ 04 Oct 2007, 02:24 ]
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I had chills reading that. Thanks tan

Author:	MaryR [ 04 Oct 2007, 19:30 ]
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How many people must have felt just as helpless during the war - and wondered when it would be their turn? Thanks, Tan

Author:	Tan [ 03 Dec 2007, 17:35 ]
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Sorry - real lift got in the way. I was working at two part-time jobs for most of the past couple of months. I hope to update again in the New Year. Mme Dubois was looking out the window as they cycled into the yard. They leaned their bikes against the side of the house and carried their baskets in. ‘I am so relieved to see you, mes filles’ she greeted them. ‘Come, come inside. I have onion soup on the stove waiting for you’. She took their baskets from them and ushered them to seats. It was nearly dark outside, and there was a chill in the air. She ladled up bowls of fragrant smelling onion soup and sat down with them. She looked sad when Polly outlined the scene that they had just witnessed. ‘The sooner that we can get rid of those animals the better!’ she exclaimed and Polly was forced to agree. She turned to Yvette. ‘I don’t like the idea of you travelling home after dark with those animals around. You had better stay here tonight’. ‘Rene knows I am with Danielle. He will know where I am’ she agreed. The following morning, they made their way to the café. The dark cars and Germans were still in strong evidence. Mme Bedeau greeted them, her manner very subdued. She took their orders and retreated to the counter. Polly looked around – many of the unfamiliar faces from yesterday were still there. The atmosphere in the café was very hushed, and for once the radio could be heard playing in the background. Rene joined them several minutes later, a smile on his face as he spotted his sister. He made his way over to them, and Mme Bedeau brought them a pot of weak coffee. ‘I thought you had stayed with Danielle last night. I am pleased that you did not try to make your way home last night. And now, I think we should attempt to make that jam that you were talking about Danielle!’ Polly recognised that Rene wanted to talk to them in private, and was trying to keep the conversation to innocuous topics. She replied, ‘Well, we were successful in finding the berries. I don’t know how we will go without sugar. I’ll ask Mme Dubois, if anyone knows, she will!’ They chatted amongst themselves for several minutes before making their way to the door. They made their way towards the small flat the Rene and his sister shared taking a round about route. This was to ensure that no one was following them. They could see that the trains remained at the train station, and that there were several of the ominous black vehicles used by the Nazis. Mercifully they did not witness any of the distressing scenes of yesterday. When they reached the flat, Rene opened the door, placing his finger on his lips. He moved into the kitchen, turning on the radio, and filling the kettle and placing it on the stove. He turned to the two girls who were eagerly awaiting his words. 'You will be pleased to know that we were able to alert everyone. We decided to put some guards on the field, just to see if there was any interest in it. Luckily, no one turned up. We think that the additional activity was to do with another operation. Many people have been placed under arrest - all Jewish'. Polly looked at him thoughtfully, thinking back to some of the scenes she had witnessed before she left Austria. Was this another sign of the Nazi obsession with those of Jewish blood? 'Et vous, Danielle. Where there any additional messages from London?' she shook her head. 'They said that they would notify us and that they may have to reconsider their plans' she said with a shrug of her shoulders. 'They were a little surprised to hear of the additional activity in this area, and have asked that we try to find out more about what is happening. Apart from that, I cannot say'.

Author:	Fatima [ 03 Dec 2007, 17:40 ]
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Hooray! There's more! Terrifying times for Polly and her friends. I hope they're going to be ok. Thanks Tan.

Author:	ibarhis [ 03 Dec 2007, 17:40 ]
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I hope RL comes under control in due course - I'm really happy to see more of this.

Author:	Alison H [ 03 Dec 2007, 18:03 ]
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Good to see this back!

Author:	leahbelle [ 03 Dec 2007, 18:23 ]
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Am also very glad to see this back. Hope RL calms down for you, Tan!

Author:	macyrose [ 03 Dec 2007, 19:42 ]
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I hope the resistance will do something to help the Jews!

Author:	Mona [ 03 Dec 2007, 21:02 ]
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Thanks so much for the update Tan!

Author:	Lesley [ 03 Dec 2007, 21:02 ]
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Glad they are okay - and of course Polly would know of some of the things that happened - some of her classmates were in the party that had to flee from Spartz. Thanks Tan.

Author:	Sal [ 06 Dec 2007, 00:03 ]
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Thanks for the update Tan

Author:	di [ 19 Jan 2008, 21:41 ]
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This is really exciting, Tan. I felt my heart beat faster when Polly was transmitting and was relieved once they were back in comparitive safety. Looking forward to more.

Author:	Elle [ 13 Aug 2009, 23:55 ]
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Bit of a major 'bump' this, but I was wondering if there was going to be some more at any point? I have just re-read the whole lot, and am despertate to know what happens next!

Author:	Tan [ 14 Aug 2009, 22:04 ]
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Hi Elle - I think I have some stashed away somewhere. RL (and Eddie) permitting I hope to get back to it.

Author:	kirstyb01 [ 17 Aug 2009, 18:57 ]
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Just met this and it's good! Where can I find part 1?

Author:	Elle [ 17 Aug 2009, 19:24 ]
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Here!

Author:	Tan [ 17 Aug 2009, 19:42 ]
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Thanks Elle! No guarantees but will try and do some this week.

Author:	kirstyb01 [ 20 Aug 2009, 23:44 ]
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Thanks for the link. Have enjoyed reading part 1. It's always fascinating thinking about what people went through during the war. I'm not sure I'd have the courage (and definitely not the language skills) to do what they did. Please let us have some more!

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