Piss off, RR or I will rake up all the nuts on the Tree estate...
I have become fast ‘friends’ with Helen Gruber since she discovered I too went to the University of the Virgin Martyrs. Hermann and I are regular guests of Helen and Herr Gruber. One night Saturday, June 3, we are invited to the Grubers’ confiscated chateau. A beautiful blond woman is brought in to join us for drinks. Everything seemed fine until Helen turns to Dorothy.
“Dorothy, we received a cable from Berlin that you are an agent for Briton’s MI6” Helen says.
Dorothy looks confused and replies “Sometimes I brag about being a ‘36D’ but I am unfamiliar with a bra size ‘MI6’.”
“Dorothy, it says you are a spy” Helen exclaims.
“I have been called many things including a ‘slut’ but a spy is nothing I have been accused of!” Dorothy protests. “Are you sure that ‘spy’ wasn’t a ‘typo’?”
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“It matters not; only that you are accused” Helen replies. Helen proclaims “You must be hanged!”
Dorothy seems less than pleased and Barbara leans to Hermann and whispers “I really don’t want to watch this!”
“You’ve no choice, Barbara. All Helen has to say is you are spy or worse yet a Jew and you are dead. This will be done soon. Trust me” Hermann assures Barb.
What choice did she have? She watched as two female guards in crisp uniforms noosed Dorothy. Barb asks “Where are the men?”
“They are shifting everyone to Calais expecting an invasion” Hermann whispers.
Dorothy stands trembling and asks “Do you know what you are doing?”
“I’ve never done this before. But don’t worry, Dorothy. In the end you will be dead.”
Then she kicked the stool away..
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You will soon be running out of rope, the number of times you have hung me Mr Tree
as you said i had a very small part in this, i watched a Foyles War episode last week and the
English girl spy after being tortured and whatever was dragged into a yard made to kneel
and was shot in the back of the neck. mind you, that is too quick death for this group