<span>Friday 5 July 2002 05.38 EDT </span> <span>First published on Friday 5 July 2002 05.38 EDT </span> It was an anonymous phone call in the hot summer of 1944 which led the Gestapo and Dutch security police to the concealed annexe in a canalside house where Anne Frank and her family had hidden for almost two years. For almost 60 years, the identity of that informant, whose call had such tragic consequences, has remained a mystery to historians and the most dogged Nazi hunters.
But Dutch government historians disclosed yesterday that two new theories about who betrayed 15-year-old Jewish schoolgirl Anne Frank to the Nazis in occupied Amsterdam are so compelling that they are reopening their investigations.
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I imagined myself to be Hebe, the goddess of youth and youthful brides. If my father Zeus invited me to the party, I would wear my best party gown. I would also wear my golden wreath. Marriage to Heracles has made me happy; therefore, I would include instances of this happiness in my song to my parents. I would tell them of my life before marriage. I worked as a handmaiden for my mother Hera. It was my duty to help fill the cups of Olympian gods with nectar. I would keep her chariot ready whenever she wanted. I also gave my brother Ares a daily bath. It disturbed me that I was put to work as a maid even though I belonged to a royal family. I also did not like the way my mother always had disagreements with Heracles. I knew that he was a good person at heart and that he deserved a better life. Therefore, I was overjoyed when he chose to die, thereby becoming immortal after his human elements disappeared. I agreed to marry him because he was now free. Most of all, I was happy because my mother gave up her long-standing hatred for Heracles after our alliance. Our families united after the birth of my two sons, Alexiares and Anticetus, and I am consequently very happy.
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