“Quite true.”
She began to walk again. “It may have been the steward.”
“No. Banat had been in my cabin. I could smell that scent of his.”
She was silent for a moment. Then: “Have you told anyone?”
“It’s no use my making a complaint. The revolver will be at the bottom of the sea by now. I have no proof that Banat took it. Besides, they wouldn’t listen to me after the scene I made with the Purser yesterday.”
“What are you going to do?”
“Ask you to do something for me.”
She looked at him quickly. “What?”
“You said last night that José had a revolver and that you might be able to get it for me.”
“You are serious?”