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It was dusk when he came to the Ferry.
He could have been there much earlier. The truth was, he had put it offas long as he could.
First his luncheon1 with friends in Redquay; the light desultory3 conversa-tion, the interchange of gossip about mutual4 friends—all that had meantonly that he was inwardly shrinking from what he had to do. His friendshad invited him to stay on for tea and he had accepted. But at last the timehad come when he knew that he could put things off no longer.
The car he had hired was waiting. He said good-bye and left to drive theseven miles along the crowded coast road and then inland down thewooded lane that ended at the little stone quay2 on the river.
There was a large bell there which his driver rang vigorously to sum-mon the ferry from the far side.
“You won’t be wanting me to wait, sir?”
“No,” said Arthur Calgary. “I’ve ordered a car to meet me over there inan hour’s time—to take me to Drymouth.”
The man received his fare and tip. He said, peering across the river inthe gloom:
“Ferry’s coming now, sir.”
With a soft-spoken good night he reversed the car and drove away upthe hill. Arthur Calgary was left alone waiting on the quayside. Alone withhis thoughts and his apprehension5 of what was in front of him. How wildthe scenery was here, he thought. One could fancy oneself on a Scottishloch, far from anywhere. And yet, only a few miles away, were the hotels,the shops, the cocktail6 bars and the crowds of Redquay. He reflected, notfor the first time, on the extraordinary contrasts of the English landscape.
He heard the soft plash of the oars7 as the ferry boat drew in to the sideof the little quay. Arthur Calgary walked down the sloping ramp8 and gotinto the boat as the ferryman steadied it with a boat-hook. He was an oldman and gave Calgary the fanciful impression that he and his boat be-longed together, were one and indivisible.
A little cold wind came rustling9 up from the sea as they pushed off.
“ ’Tis chilly10 this evening,” said the ferryman.
Calgary replied suitably. He further agreed that it was colder than yes-terday.
He was conscious, or thought he was conscious, of a veiled curiosity inthe ferryman’s eyes. Here was a stranger. And a stranger after the close ofthe tourist season proper. Moreover, this stranger was crossing at an un-usual hour—too late for tea at the café by the pier11. He had no luggage sohe could not be coming to stay. (Why, Calgary wondered, had he come solate in the day? Was it really because, subconsciously12, he had been puttingthis moment off? Leaving as late as possible, the thing that had to bedone?) Crossing the Rubicon—the river … the river … his mind went backto that other river—the Thames.
He had stared at it unseeingly (was it only yesterday?) then turned tolook again at the man facing him across the table. Those thoughtful eyeswith something in them that he had not quite been able to understand. Areserve, something that was being thought but not expressed….
“I suppose,” he thought, “they learn never to show what they are think-ing.”
The whole thing was pretty frightful13 when one came right down to it. Hemust do what had to be done—and after that—forget!
He frowned as he remembered the conversation yesterday. That pleas-ant, quiet, noncommittal voice, saying:
“You’re quite determined14 on your course of action, Dr. Calgary?”
He had answered, hotly:
“What else can I do? Surely you see that? You must agree? It’s a thing Ican’t possibly shirk.”
But he hadn’t understood the look in those withdrawn15 grey eyes, andhad been faintly perplexed16 by the answer.
“One has to look all around a subject—consider it from all aspects.”
“Surely there can be only one aspect from the point of view of justice?”
He had spoken hotly, thinking for a moment that this was an ignoblesuggestion of “hushing up” the matter.
“In a way, yes. But there’s more to it than that, you know. More than—shall we say—justice?”
“I don’t agree. There’s the family to consider.”
And the other had said quickly: “Quite—oh, yes—quite. I was thinking ofthem.”
Which seemed to Calgary nonsense! Because if one were thinking ofthem—
But immediately the other man had said, his pleasant voice unchanged:
“It’s entirely17 up to you, Dr. Calgary. You must, of course, do exactly asyou feel you have to do.”
The boat grounded on the beach. He had crossed the Rubicon.
The ferryman’s soft West Country voice said:
“That will be fourpence, sir, or do you want a return?”
“No,” Calgary said. “There will be no return.” (How fateful the wordssounded!)
He paid. Then he asked:
“Do you know a house called Sunny Point?”
Immediately the curiosity ceased to be veiled. The interest in the oldman’s eyes leaped up avidly18.
“Why, surely. ’Tis there, up along to your right — you can just see itthrough them trees. You go up the hill and along the road to the right, andthen take the new road through the building estate. ’Tis the last house—atthe very end.”
“Thank you.”
“You did say Sunny Point, sir? Where Mrs. Argyle—”
“Yes, yes—” Calgary cut him short. He didn’t want to discuss the matter.
“Sunny Point.”
A slow and rather peculiar19 smile twisted the ferryman’s lips. He lookedsuddenly like an ancient sly faun.
“It was her called the house that—in the war. It were a new house, ofcourse, only just been built—hadn’t got a name. But the ground ’tis builton—that wooded spit—Viper’s Point, that is! But Viper’s Point wouldn’t dofor her—not for the name of her house. Called it Sunny Point, she did. ButViper’s Point’s what we allus call it.”
Calgary thanked him brusquely, said good evening, and started up thehill. Everyone seemed to be inside their houses, but he had the fancy thatunseen eyes were peering through the windows of the cottages; all watch-ing him with the knowledge of where he was going. Saying to each other,“He’s going to Viper’s Point….”
Viper’s Point. What a horrible apposite name that must have seemed….
For sharper than a serpent’s tooth….
He checked his thoughts brusquely. He must pull himself together andmake up his mind exactly what he was going to say….

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