The Blue Ice

by Innes Hammond

'All right,' Jill said wearily.

I went in then. 'Hallo, Sunde,' I said. 'How are you feeling? Hand all right?'

'Not so bad,' he answered. 'Thanks fer wot you done, Mr Gansert. Proper bastard Lovaas is.'

'You went to Nordhanger this afternoon?' I said.

He hesitated, 'Ja,' he answered.

'Had Lovaas been there before you?'

'Yep. I saw 'im at Bovaagen when 'e come back in the drosje.'

'And then you went out to Nordhanger yourself?'

'That's roight.'

'Did Lovaas get anything out of Einar Sandven?'