"Well?"
"You're sunk, Huff."
"I know it."
"We had it out this afternoon. Down at the company. I had the whip hand. There was no two ways about it. I called it long ago, even when Norton was still talking suicide."
"You did that all right."
"I persuaded them the case ought never to come to trial."
"You can't hush it up."
"We can't hush it up, we know that. But having it come out that an agent of this company committed murder is one thing. Having it plastered all over every paper in the country for the two weeks of a murder trial is something else."
"I see."
"You're to give me a statement. You're to give me a statement setting forth every detail of what you did, and have a notary attest it. You're to mail it to me, registered. You're to do that Thursday of next week, so I get it Friday."
"Next Thursday."
"That's right. In the meantime, we hold everything, about this last shooting, I mean, because you're in no condition to testify at a hearing. Now get this. There'll be a reservation for you, under a name I'll give you, on a steamer leaving San Pedro Thursday night for Balboa and points south. You take that steamer. Friday I get a statement and at once turn it over to the police. That's the first I knew about it. That's why Norton and his friends left just now. There's no witnesses to this. It's a deal between you and me, and if you ever try to call it on me I'll deny it, and I'll prove there was no such deal. I've taken care of that."
"I won't try."
"As soon as we notify the police, we post a reward for your capture. And listen, Huff, if you're ever caught, that reward will be paid, and you'll be tried, and if there's any way we can help it along, you're going to be hung. We don't want it brought to trail, but if it is brought to trial, we're going through with it to the hilt. Have you got that?"
"I've got it."
"Before you get on that boat, you'll have to hand to me the registry receipt for that statement. I've got to know I've got it."
"What about her?"
"Who?"
"Phyllis?"
"I've taken care of her."
"There's just one thing, Keyes."
"What is it?"
"I still don't know about that girl, Lola. You say you hold everything. I guess that means you hold her and Sachetti, pending the hearing. The hearing that's not going to be held. Well, listen. I've got to know no harm comes to her. I've got to have your solemn word on that, or you'll get no statement, and the case will come to trial, and all the rest of it. I'll blow the whole ship out of water. Do you get that, Keyes? What about her?"
"We hold Sachetti. He's consented to it."
"Did you hear me? What about her?"
"She's out."
"She's-what?"
"We bailed her out. It's a bailable offense. You didn't die, you see."
"Does she know about me?"
"No. I told you I told her nothing."
He got up, looked at his watch, and tip-toed out in the hall. I closed my eyes. Then I felt somebody near me. I opened my eyes again. It was Lola.
"Walter."
"Yes. Hello, Lola."
"I'm terribly sorry."
"I'm all right."
"I didn't know Nino knew about us. He must have found out. He didn't mean anything. But he's-hot-tempered."
"You love him?"
"…Yes."
"I just wanted to know."
"I'm sorry that you feel as you do."
"It's all right."
"Can I ask something? That I haven't any right to ask?"
"What is it?"
"That you do not prosecute. That you not appear against him. You don't have to, do you?"
"I won't."
"…Sometimes I almost love you, Walter."
She sat looking at me, and all of a sudden she leaned over close. I turned my head away, quick. She looked hurt and sat there a long time. I didn't look at her. Some kind of peace came to me then at last. I knew I couldn't have her and never could have had her. I couldn't kiss the girl whose father I killed.
When she was at the door I said good-bye and wished her good luck, and then Keyes came back.
"O.K. on the statement, Keyes."
"It's the best way."
"O.K. on everything. Thanks."
"Don't thank me."
"I feel that way."
"You've got no reason to thank me." A funny look came in his eyes. "I don't think they're going to catch up with you, Huff. I think-well maybe I'm doing you a favor at that. Maybe you'd rather have it that way."
Chapter 14
What you've just read, if you've read it, is the statement. It took me five days to write it, but at last, on Thursday afternoon, I got it done. That was yesterday. I sent it out by the orderly to be registered, and around five o'clock Keyes dropped by for the receipt. It'll be more than he bargained for, but I wanted to put it all down. Maybe she'll see it some time, and not think so bad of me after she understands how it all was. Around seven o'clock I put on my clothes. I was weak, but I could walk. After a bite to eat I sent for a taxi and went down to the pier. I went to bed right away, and stayed there till early this afternoon. Then I couldn't stand it any longer, alone there in the stateroom, and went up on deck. I found my chair and sat there looking at the coast of Mexico, where we were going past it. But I had a funny feeling I wasn't going anywhere. I kept thinking about Keyes, and the look he had in his eye that day, and what he meant by what he said. Then, all of a sudden, I found out. I heard a little gasp beside me. Before I even looked I knew who it was. I turned to the next chair. It was Phyllis.
"You."
"Hello, Phyllis."
"Your man Keyes-he's quite a matchmaker."
"Oh yeah. He's romantic."
I looked her over. Her face was drawn from the last time I had seen her, and there were little puckers around her eyes. She handed me something.
"Did you see it?"
"What is it?"
"The ship's paper."
"No, I didn't. I guess I'm not interested."
"It's in there."
"What's in there?"
"About the wedding. Lola and Nino. It came in by radio a little after noon."
"Oh, they're married?"
"Yes. It was pretty exciting. Mr. Keyes gave her away. They went to San Francisco on their honeymoon. Your company paid Nino a bonus."
"Oh. It must be out then. About us."
"Yes. It all came out. It's a good thing we're under different names here. I saw all the passengers reading about it at lunch. It's a sensation."
"You don't seem worried."
"I've been thinking about something else."
She smiled then, the sweetest, saddest smile you ever saw. I thought of the five patients, the three little children, Mrs. Nirdlinger, Nirdlinger, and myself. It didn't seem possible that anybody that could be as nice as she was when she wanted to be, could have done those things.
"What were you thinking about?"
"We could be married, Walter."
"We could be. And then what?"
I don't know how long we sat looking out to sea after that. She started it again. "There's nothing ahead of us, is there Walter?"
"No. Nothing."
"I don't even know where we're going. Do you?"
"No."
"…Walter, the time has come."
"What do you mean, Phyllis?"
"For me to meet my bridegroom. The only one I ever loved. One night I'll drop off the stern of the ship. Then, little by little I'll feel his icy fingers creeping into my heart.
"…I'll give you away."
"What?"
"I mean: I'll go with you."
Keyes was right. I had nothing to thank him for. He just saved the state the expense of getting me.
We walked around the ship. A sailor was swabbing out the gutter outside the rail. He was nervous, and caught me looking at him. "There's a shark. Following the ship."
I tried not to look, but couldn't help it. I saw a flash of dirty white down in the green. We walked back to the deck chairs.
"Walter, we'll have to wait. Till the moon comes up."