'Renshaw! Renshaw!'
'Why, if it isn't Hemmingway Hughes!' exclaimed the N.O, 'What the devil are you doing here?'
'I'm in a hell of a fix.' Hemmingway grabbed him by the arm. 'Sam Curry's wife was arrested two nights ago because she happened to be at the Dorchester when a riot started. God knows where they've taken her! But I've got to find her somehow and get her down to Sam, who's expecting us both in Surrey.'
'I see.' Captain Renshaw rubbed his nose thoughtfully with one finger. 'D'you know where she was taken after her arrest?'
'No. But, presumably, Buckingham Palace, as that was the nearest camp for women prisoners. I've spent the best part of the night in the grounds, but there's such thousands of women there that I couldn't have seen more than one in ten. Then I thought I spotted her being put into one of these vans and came down with the driver on the box. But it turned out to be the wrong woman.'
'I wish I could help you, old chap, but I don't see how I can.'
'Are you in charge of things here?'
'The Admiralty's taken over all shipping and are responsible for this evacuation by water of the women in the camps. My job is to see the Buckingham Palace lot safely off.'
'Are they all going from this dock?'
'Lord, no! We're using every dock in London.'
'But not at the same time, surely?'
'Oh, no. As soon as we fill a ship we direct the convoys by wireless to another dock.'
'Then, at least you know where they'll be embarking the women from the Palace when they've finished here.'
'Yes.' Renshaw shuffled some papers and looked at a list.
•We're filling the S.S. Halcyon in the East India Dock next. As soon as I've finished here you can come with me if you like.'
'Thanks. That's darn good of you.'
For the next ten minutes Hemmingway stood aside while Renshaw received reports, checked lists, and signed documents. Then the two of them got into the Buick and drove round to the East India Dock.
On the way Hemmingway said: 'There's another thing. If 1 do find her, she'll still be under arrest. Is there any way I can persuade the authorities to release her?'
Renshaw laughed. 'My dear fellow, once the women are handed over to us by the Military on the dockside, I'm the authority concerned; so there won't be any trouble about that. If she's committed a murder or anything, I may be called on to answer for her afterwards, but I hardly think Sam's wife would have done anything of that kind, so I'm game to chance it.'
'Well, that's a load off my mind,' Hemmingway sighed. 'The next thing is to find her. If only she hasn't been shipped off before I got down here.'
At the East India Dock more vans were already arriving and scores more women, some dumb with distress, others screaming protests, were being embarked on another ship. There was a chance that Lavina might have been sent on board, but Captain Renshaw dealt with that possibility by walking over to a police car which had a loud-sepaker attachment on its top.
After a few words with the Inspector who was in it the loudspeaker began to boom: 'Lady Curry! Lady Curry! Will Lady Curry report to this car at once if she is on S.S. Halcyon or on the dockside.'
When the loud-speaker had been calling for a little time without result they came to the conclusion that Lavina was not on board, or else too distraught by her experiences even to be conscious that someone was searching for her.
More and more convoys arrived, and as each was unloaded the loud-speaker blared its message again. For half an hour Hemmingway stood beside Captain Renshaw watching the embarkation; and then, at last, his heart gave a sudden thump of excitement. A slim, golden-headed figure detached itself from the crowd and came walking slowly towards them.
'Lavina!' he cried, as he ran to meet her. 'Lavina 1'
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She did not increase her pace. Under the arc-lamps he saw-that her face was deadly pale and that her footsteps dragged wearily. As he reached her she halted, extended both her hands, gave a faint smile and suddenly collapsed upon his chest, weeping hysterically.
He half-led, half-carried her to Renshaw's Buick and, get-ting her inside, began to pat her hands and soothe her as well as he could.
'It's all right,' he murmured. 'It's all right now we've found you. You're with friends, and you've got nothing more to worry about.'
'Oh, Hemmingway!' she sighed, recovering a little. 'I can't tell you how glad I am to see you. I've had a frightful time, simply frightful! And poor Roy was killed. Did you know?'
'Yes, yes. Derek told me all about it.'
'Is he—is he all right?'
'Yes. They took him to a camp in Hyde Park where he was half-murdered and robbed; but he managed to escape when everybody went wild just after sunset last night. I put him to bed when he got to St. James's Square and came out to look for you myself.'
'Oh, bless you!' She turned a pathetic, tear-stained little face up to him. and her eyes seemed much larger than usual. 'Sam always said that you were a wonderful person and now I know it's true. I can't think how you managed to trace me, but it's heaven to see that big forehead of yours and those queer eyes you've got, again.'
'I almost gave up hope when I started to hunt through that huge crowd in the grounds of Buckingham Palace,' Hemmingway smiled.
'You were there, then?'
'Yes. I got in over the wall, but I couldn't find you. Actually, we have to thank Captain Renshaw that you're here with me now. We have to thank him, too, for having promised to release you from arrest.'
Renshaw, who was standing by the open door of the car, touched his gold-braided cap and grinned. 'I hope I'm not compounding the escape of a felon. You haven't pinched the Crown Jewels or anything, have you?'
She smiled at him and held out a slender hand. 'No. I was only one of the drunks and disorderlies. If you'll let me off, I'll promise never to do it again. I'm most terribly grateful to you.'
'Oh, it's nothing,' he took her hand and pressed it. "I'm delighted to have been able to help you, Lady Curry. Sam's an old friend of mine. But may I ask what you mean to do now?'
'Sam's down at Stapleton, Lady Curry's old home near Dorking,' Hemmingway said. 'He must be half-frantic by this time from not knowing what's happened to her. Somehow or other I must get her down to Stapleton just as soon as I can.'
'I wonder if that would be best?' Renshaw said thoughtfully. 'God knows what this comet's going to do to us! I'm not in the habit of getting the wind up, but I did after sundown last night. We don't often see an Admiral kissing his lady secretary before all and sundry; but that's how it was. And when the telephone started to ring I picked it up and smashed the bally thing myself. Just couldn't help it. I simply had to. They'll dock it off my pay, I expect. But it's a pretty unnerving business and, in my opinion, the safest place to see this party through would be in a ship.'
'What d'you suggest, then?' Hemmingway asked.
'Well, anything might happen to you between here and Dorking, so, in my view, your best plan would be to take Lady Curry on board the Halcyon right away. She'll be sailing in half an hour, and out in the estuary of the Thames you'll be as well placed as anywhere when the comet does its stuff. I'll see the Captain, if you like, and the N.O. who'll be officially in command. We'll fix it that they give you the best accommodation that's to be had.'
'But I must get back to Sam,' said Lavina quickly.
Hemmingway nodded. 'Yes. That's the trouble. And, as & matter of fact, we've got a sort of Ark down at Dorking— one of the new spherical life-boats that they've been using in the States. Our chances ought to be as good in that as anywhere; and I just can't think what Sam might do if his wife Was still missing when the party started.'