“In the morning. I don’t know the time.”
“What do you say to do?”
He put his hat in the washbowl. It was very wet and had been dripping on the floor.
“If you have nothing to fear an arrest is nothing. But it is always bad to be arrested—especially now.”
“I don’t want to be arrested.”
“Then go to Switzerland.”
“How?”
“In my boat.”
“There is a storm,” I said.
“The storm is over. It is rough but you will be all right.”