“But didn’t Jimmy say the one they saw was an old bateau?”
“So it was. Maybe that’s the boat that comes out to meet the enemy boats. We’ve already caught several of the native fishermen round here in the pay of enemy spies. No doubt there’re still plenty of others free and active.”
“It seems incredible that anyone could be so unpatriotic and low.”
“You don’t know people like I do, Kit. Plenty of people will sell their very souls for a little money.”
“But the risks they take! How do they get away with it?”
“You’d be surprised if you knew. Why, when we first went to war fishing boats all along the coast were supplying German subs with gasoline right under the nose of the authorities.”
“And all of us so skimped for gasoline!”
“Then the government took over most of the fishing boats, and conditions improved.”
Kitty leaned closer and said with determination, “And Brad, we’re going to put a stop to the dirty work going on at our hospital! If I can’t give all my time to my country maybe I can help in this way.”
“I’m afraid we’ve got a big job, Kit. But every day I become more certain that there’s something going on round there that is really bad.”