Then Alex, one of the assistant chiefs, became much disturbed because he had seen a red spot under the plane’s wings. “I think it is a Jap plane,” he said. But we assured him he must have been mistaken. How could it be? At eleven o’clock, Martha came running over. “Japs coming!” she cried, and pointed to the hills. They were swarming down like an army of ants! They must have surrounded the
