SAYS Francis Biddle. He does not look up from his desk. “These are American citizens living outside the evacuated military areas. There is no legal authority to bring them back to the camps, and I will not send the FBI to do it.” There goes my information on Bendetsen, I think. Yet I am not entirely disappointed. Indeed, I am feeling something like pride in Biddle. “John Hall says the War Department thinks they’re security risks.” Biddle raises his eyes to meet mine for the first time. “This doesn’t come from John Hall.” “I just talked to him.” Biddle shakes his head. “John Hall confuses domination with nobility, which he was taught at Episcopal and again at Harvard. The lesson was available at Groton, too, for those who wished to learn.” He shrugs. “It is one view of aristocracy. My mother raised me to be gallant, which to her meant protecting one’s people. I hope to have enlarged the compass of my sympathy. As for Hall, he likes working with the Army. He likes the feeling that they will do what is necessary, that he shares the ruthlessness of the righteous.
