Suspense

At night the moon still bowed her pale head above the sea. The languorous trade wind drifted across the water. Storms broke on the dark crest of Diamond Head, stalked down the swift slope to the harbor. But Hawaii was not the same. Alone in the great quiet of the Pacific, 2,100 miles from any continent, Hawaii waited. The tension was strung tight as harp wires.

Mutter. The Japs made the tension. Of the 423,330 Hawaiian inhabitants, about 40,000 are Japanese aliens. Another 120,000 are citizens of Japanese descent. They are woven beyond...

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