Half an hour later when Tuppence broke in, panting and eager withcuriosity, Tommy was alone, whistling in an armchair with a doubtful ex-pression on his face.
“Well?” demanded Tuppence, throwing an infinity1 of feeling into themonosyllable.
“Well,” said Tommy with a somewhat doubtful air, “I’ve got a job—ofkinds.”
“What kind?”
Tommy made a suitable grimace2.
“Office work in the wilds of Scotland. Hush3- hush and all that, butdoesn’t sound very thrilling.”
“Both of us, or only you?”
“Only me, I’m afraid.”
“Blast and curse you. How could our Mr. Carter be so mean?”
“I imagine they segregate4 the sexes in these jobs. Otherwise too distract-ing for the mind.”
“Is it coding—or code breaking? Is it like Deborah’s job? Do be careful,Tommy, people go queer doing that and can’t sleep and walk about allnight groaning5 and repeating 978345286 or something like that and finallyhave nervous breakdowns6 and go into homes.”
“Not me.”
Tuppence said gloomily:
“I expect you will sooner or later. Can I come too—not to work but justas a wife. Slippers7 in front of the fire and a hot meal at the end of theday?”
Tommy looked uncomfortable.
“Sorry, old thing. I am sorry. I hate leaving you—”
“But you feel you ought to go,” murmured Tuppence reminiscently.
“After all,” said Tommy feebly, “you can knit, you know.”
“Knit?” said Tuppence. “Knit?”
Seizing her Balaclava helmet she flung it on the ground.
“I hate khaki wool,” said Tuppence, “and Navy wool and Air Force blue.
I should like to knit something magenta8!”
“It has a fine military sound,” said Tommy. “Almost a suggestion ofBlitzkrieg.”
He felt definitely very unhappy. Tuppence, however, was a Spartan9 andplayed up well, admitting freely that of course he had to take the job andthat it didn’t really matter about her. She added that she had heard theywanted someone to scrub down the First-Aid Post floors. She might pos-sibly be found fit to do that.
Tommy departed for Aberdeen three days later. Tuppence saw him offat the station. Her eyes were bright and she blinked once or twice, but shekept resolutely10 cheerful.
Only as the train drew out of the station and Tommy saw the forlornlittle figure walking away down the platform did he feel a lump in his ownthroat. War or no war he felt he was deserting Tuppence. .?.?.
He pulled himself together with an effort. Orders were orders.
Having duly arrived in Scotland, he took a train the next day toManchester. On the third day a train deposited him at Leahampton. Herehe went to the principal hotel and on the following day made a tour ofvarious private hotels and guesthouses, seeing rooms and inquiring termsfor a long stay.
Sans Souci was a dark red Victorian villa11, set on the side of a hill with agood view over the sea from its upper windows. There was a slight smellof dust and cooking in the hall and the carpet was worn, but it comparedquite favourably12 with some of the other establishments Tommy had seen.
He interviewed the proprietress, Mrs. Perenna, in her office, a small un-tidy room with a large desk covered with loose papers.
Mrs. Perenna herself was rather untidy looking, a woman of middle-agewith a large mop of fiercely curling black hair, some vaguely13 appliedmakeup and a determined14 smile showing a lot of very white teeth.
Tommy murmured a mention of his elderly cousin, Miss Meadowes,who had stayed at Sans Souci two years ago. Mrs. Perenna rememberedMiss Meadowes quite well—such a dear old lady—at least perhaps notreally old—very active and such a sense of humour.
Tommy agreed cautiously. There was, he knew, a real Miss Meadowes—the department was careful about these points.
And how was dear Miss Meadowes?
Tommy explained sadly that Miss Meadowes was no more and Mrs. Per-enna clicked her teeth sympathetically and made the proper noises andput on a correct mourning face.
She was soon talking volubly again. She had, she was sure, just the roomthat would suit Mr. Meadowes. A lovely sea view. She thought Mr. Mead-owes was so right to want to get out of London. Very depressingnowadays, so she understood, and, of course, after such a bad go of influ-enza—
Still talking, Mrs. Perenna led Tommy upstairs and showed him variousbedrooms. She mentioned a weekly sum. Tommy displayed dismay. Mrs.
Perenna explained that prices had risen so appallingly15. Tommy explainedthat his income had unfortunately decreased and what with taxation16 andone thing and another—
Mrs. Perenna groaned17 and said:
“This terrible war—”
Tommy agreed and said that in his opinion that fellow Hitler ought to behanged. A madman, that’s what he was, a madman.
Mrs. Perenna agreed and said that what with rations18 and the difficultythe butchers had in getting the meat they wanted—and sometimes toomuch and sweetbreads and liver practically disappeared, it all madehousekeeping very difficult, but as Mr. Meadowes was a relation of MissMeadowes, she would make it half a guinea less.
Tommy then beat a retreat with the promise to think it over and Mrs.
Perenna pursued him to the gate, talking more volubly than ever and dis-playing an archness that Tommy found most alarming. She was, he admit-ted, quite a handsome woman in her way. He found himself wonderingwhat her nationality was. Surely not quite English? The name was Spanishor Portuguese19, but that would be her husband’s nationality, not hers. Shemight, he thought, be Irish, though she had no brogue. But it would ac-count for the vitality20 and the exuberance21.
It was finally settled that Mr. Meadowes should move in the followingday.
Tommy timed his arrival for six o’clock. Mrs. Perenna came out into thehall to greet him, threw a series of instructions about his luggage to an al-most imbecile-looking maid, who goggled22 at Tommy with her mouth open,and then led him into what she called the lounge.
“I always introduce my guests,” said Mrs. Perenna, beaming determin-edly at the suspicious glares of five people. “This is our new arrival, Mr.
Meadowes — Mrs. O’Rourke.” A terrifying mountain of a woman withbeady eyes and a moustache gave him a beaming smile.
“Major Bletchley.” Major Bletchley eyed Tommy appraisingly23 and madea stiff inclination24 of the head.
“Mr. von Deinim.” A young man, very stiff, fair-haired and blue-eyed,got up and bowed.
“Miss Minton.” An elderly woman with a lot of beads25, knitting withkhaki wool, smiled and tittered.
“And Mrs. Blenkensop.” More knitting—an untidy dark head which lif-ted from an absorbed contemplation of a Balaclava helmet.
Tommy held his breath, the room spun26 round.
Mrs. Blenkensop! Tuppence! By all that was impossible and unbeliev-able—Tuppence, calmly knitting in the lounge of Sans Souci.
Her eyes met his—polite, uninterested stranger’s eyes.
His admiration27 rose.
Tuppence!

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