FRANCE: Journey into Fear

From a cottage window among the grey ruins of Calais, blond, moody Claude Wissocq, 33, stared out into the fog and the darkness. He shivered, then whispered to his mother: "Dreadful things can happen in the fog. There is terror. And it comes in from the east. You've noticed that?"

Big, Strapping Germans. "Claude," his mother whimpered, "don't you think that tomorrow we should go to see the doctor again?" The son struck her angrily. He jumped up to get his Mauser, began to clean and polish, clean and polish. He was a marksman, proud of his success in...

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