She sighed. I think it was with relief. 'I'm glad,' she said. 'There seems no point in disturbing him now.'
I looked at her. 'Don't you want to find out whether it was an accident or not?'
'No,' she answered. 'Nothing that we do can bring him back to life.'
I didn't say anything and we crossed the wooden planking of the quay. Dick and Curtis and Sunde were waiting for us as we came on board. 'Well?' asked Curtis.
'No good,' I said. 'The application has been blocked at the top. There's somebody doesn't want a post-mortem examination.'
'Jorgensen?'
'Maybe,' I answered and ordered the boat to be cast off.
'Hold it,' Dick said. 'Dahler's up at the hotel, phoning.'
'Who's he contacting?' I asked.
But Dick didn't know. And when Dahler came on board he gave no explanation. 'I am sorry if I delay you,' he apologised.