"Excuse me. I will make the arrangement." Gonzales stepped out of the room.
"What's happening?" Jerry asked.
"I don't know. It looks bad. Whatever it is, don't cave in on me now. It won't do anyone any good."
"I'm all right now. But I'll probably have nightmares about today for the rest of my life."
Gonzales returned to the library with a middle-aged maid in a simple uniform. "Please, nurse," he said, "this lady will escort you to a quiet apartment. You will find brandy and a bed. I hope you will forgive us and find comfort." His blue lips tried to smile at Jerry as she followed the maid out of the library.
"You're not well," Hall said.
The blue lips tightened. "I'm a cardiac, you know. But it is not of importance. Simon Tabio will join us in a moment. It is very serious, compañero."
"Don Anibal?"
"Yes. Simon will tell you about the new development. He is young, but he is very strong. He knows that Gamburdo is a traitor."
"Has he told Don Anibal?"