Yet the thing was curiously hard to lead up to. It would be hard
to set before any outsider the conditions at the Boyd house, or his
own sense of obligation to help. Put into everyday English the
whole scheme sounded visionary and mock-heroic.
In the end he did not tell Pink at all, for Pink came in with
excitement written large all over him.
"I sent for you," he said, "because I think we've got something at
last. One of our fellows has just been in, that storekeeper I told
you about from Friendship, Cusick. He says he has found out where
they're meeting, back in the hills. He's made a map of it. Look,
here's the town, and here's the big hill. Well, behind it, about
a mile and a half, there's a German outfit, a family, with a farm.
They're using the barn, according to this chap."
"The barn wouldn't hold very many of them."
"That's the point. It's the leaders. The family has an alibi.
It goes in to the movies in the town on meeting nights. The place
has been searched twice, but he says they have a system of patrols
that gives them warning. The hills are heavily wooded there, and
he thinks they have rigged up telephones in the trees.
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