

It was natural that Francoise should be so strongly drawn to Franklin, the pilot. And in Pierre it was hatred, a hatred so deep that only rarely did it flash on the surface. Having survived two wars, she remained unmoved by the swaggering vainglory of the Nazi.

In her grandmother it was a kinship with the infinite. In her father it was stubbornness, that glorious pigheadedness of the French peasant who won't be pushed around. In Francoise it was faith, a simple piety so humble, so complete that all the mechanized myrmidons of the Reich could not touch her spirit. The five members of the crew were welded by the crash into a single whole, one tiny forged weapon in the vast territory of the enemy-weak and ineffectual-yet confident as only men can be whose minds are free. Finally over occupied France, it settles like a weary, wounded eagle on what seemed to Franklin a hard, smooth field. The great bomber had been giving the crew trouble since leaving Italy. Saving Earth Britannica Presents Earth’s To-Do List for the 21st Century.Treacherous mud clutched at the wheels and the Wellington up-ended.100 Women Britannica celebrates the centennial of the Nineteenth Amendment, highlighting suffragists and history-making politicians.

