“Do you know much about airplanes?" he asked. I'm afraid I gave him a sour look, despite my efforts to seem like an innocent female. I suspected he knew quite well what I knew about airplanes and was trying to trap me. "I was an army observer at Tibbals Hill." "Ah, the station out at Fort Worden. What was that like?" "You can go see it for yourself. It's still there." "Can you tell me what you saw? Aircraft, ships...?" "No." It gave me satisfaction to say that, and to say it firmly. I was on certain ground now. "I'm sure, Mr., uh, Harrison---I'm quite sure you know I can't tell you that. I signed a secrecy agreement with the army." Woods cleared his throat again. I wondered which man was really the superior.”
Book:The Witch's Kind