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rumors. It all went very well until the Scotchman had revealed his true
colors.
"You wouldn't want me to go to your boss, would you? What would happen if I
told him that you were selling government secrets? Lose your job and go to
jail, you would. Instead of that you can earn a few more bob. Then you'll have
nothing to worry about."
Nothing! Giorgio hadeverything to worry about. And there was no turning back.
Every time they met he was drawn deeper into the mire. Now he was in well over
his head with this demand to see the secret orders. Luckily his work was so
boringly repetitive that he could do it easily, no matter how disturbed he
felt. He copied the letters, scarcely aware of what he was doing, so wrapped
up in misery was he. This morning he looked up from his desk and was surprised
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to see that that he was alone in the room. It was late and all of the others
had gone for their midday meal. He wiped his pen off and put it in the drawer,
capped his ink bottle, then pulled on his jacket. On his way out he passed the
door to the inner room that was always locked.
The key was in the door.
He looked over his shoulder; he really was alone. His heart was pounding in
his chest. Should he do it? Hehad to do it. He sobbed aloud as he turned the
key and opened the door.
The envelopes lay in rows upon the central table. He had a trained eye and
counted them automatically. Over two hundred. Each with a ship's name on it,
some of the very same ships that he had copied letters to. He was still
alone...
He went forward, almost staggering, seized one from the center of the table,
rearranged the gap so the missing envelope would not be noticed. Shoved it
into his pocket and left the room. Locked the door. Turned away and saw
Mr.Anderton coming into the room.
"Giorgio," he snapped, "what are you doing there?"
"Locking the door. You said it had to be always locked. I was going to lunch
and saw it was unlocked." Then, in a burst of inspiration, he added. "Didn't
want to get you in no trouble in case someone else saw it open and reported
it. Here," he pushed the key into the other man's hand. "I gotta go."
He slipped byAnderton and left.Anderton looked after him, rubbing his jaw in
thought. Had the little wop been in the room? He hadn't seen him go in there,
had just seen him standing in front of the door when he had come in from the
hall. But maybe he could have been inside. Any other clerk, why he wouldn't
have suspected him of anything. But this guy, he wasn't even born in this
country.Anderton checked: the door was locked. But if anyone found out that he
had left the key in the lock he would be in deep trouble. Someone else might
have seen the key there and reported it. When it came to that he really had no
choice.
He pocketed the key and went out. On the ground floor, near the front door of
the building, was a door with the legendPINKERTONon it. He knocked and went
in. The man seated at the desk reading the newspaper raised his eyes.
"Mr. Craig,"Anderton said, "Remember what you told us about keeping our eyes
open on the job. Well..."
Giorgio had read the letter in the toilet. Had almost fainted with shock. He
had taken out his rosary and thumbed through it as he realized the magnitude
of what he had done. Could he take it back? The room would be locked. Then
what could he do? He must report to the Scotchman. And then what? Slowly, ever
so slowly, a plan began to take form. He finished his work for the day,
scarcely aware of what he was doing. Still numb. So wrapped in his own
terrible thoughts that he never noticed the man in the cap who followed him
when he left the War Department for the day. Was never aware that the same man
came into the bar after him, seating himself against the rear wall. Giorgio
sipped from his glass of wine and knew just what he had to say to the
Scotchman when he came in.
"I found out what you wanted to know, Mr. McLeod. It was important like I
thought."
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"You're a fineladdie . You'll earn your ten dollars, you will."
"No, sir. I want five hundred dollars." He shivered when he said it but did
not look away.
"Now why should I pay that kind of money?"
"Because what I have are thereal orders to the ships, to be opened only when
the ships are all at sea. They are not going where everyone thinks they are.
All the first orders are fakes."
"So tell me then where are they going?"
"It will cost you the five hundred to find out." He straightened his back and
stared the spy right in the eye.
This was big,Paisley realized. If the clerk was speaking the truth it would
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