'Has Sandven or Storjohann?'
He didn't answer.
'All right,' I said. 'We go to Aurland.' I looked at the chart again. Dahler had said Farnell would be up in the mountains. From Aurlandsvangen a valley ran up to Vassbygden and from there he could go on up the Stenbergdal to… My eyes followed the possible route with sudden excitement, for the Stenberg valley led up into the mountains towards Finse and the Jokulen. I looked across at Dahler. 'Farnell would know people up at Finse, wouldn't he?'
He smiled, but said nothing. He was like a cat — a cat that had been presented with a dish of cream. I could almost hear him purring. Damn the man! What infernal pleasure did he get out of the situation? I looked down at the map again. The railway running through Finse was marked quite plainly. That would be the Bergen-Oslo railway. I looked up at Dahler again. It would be quite easy to reach Finse from Bergen. And Jorgensen was at Bergen. 'Who did you telephone from Fjaerland?' I demanded.
He smiled. But he made no reply.
A sudden anger seized me. I wanted to take him by the shoulders and shake him till he answered. 'Was it Jorgensen?' I asked, gripping the edge of the table.
'Why should I telephone Jorgensen?'
I straightened up. Why should he telephone Jorgensen? He hated the man. What had made me think he'd telephone him? I was being a fool. I looked round at the others. They were all tense, all watching Dahler. Jill's face was white, like the little church at Fjaerland in the moonlight. 'We'd better all get some sleep,' I said. 'We only need two on watch at a time.'
Dick handed me a tumbler of whisky. I drank it off and went up on deck. The moon stood like a silver ball above the white snows of the Jostedal. It struck down the fjord, turning the water to a bright glade of light between the sombre mountains. 'Call me at six,' I told Wilson. Then I went below again.
The saloon was empty. The tumblers rattled on the table to the shaking of the engine. Sunde was already back in bed when I slid open the door of my cabin. I sat down on his bunk and explained just why I wanted to contact Farnell. But all I got out of him was a promise to let me talk it over with his partner.