'I was a friend of her father,' the other answered. 'Fortunately you got nothing out of her — or Major Wright.' He smiled. 'Yes you didn't know my cabin door was not properly shut, did you?' He turned to me. 'Before you discuss specific proposals, Mr Gansert, I suggest you find out what he knows about George Farnell.'
Jorgensen's knuckles were white as his grip on the wheel tightened. 'Why are you so interested in Farnell?' he asked Dahler.
The cripple leaned on the chartroom roof to steady himself against the pitch of the ship. 'Bernt Olsen smuggled us out of Finse.' He thrust his head suddenly forward. 'Also he told me who had instructed the Germans to raid my house that night. You didn't know I knew about that, did you?'
'Your house was raided because you talked too much about what you pretended you were doing.'
'Mueller, your Bergen representative, had nothing to do with it. I suppose?'
'If he did, then he's paying for it with a six-year sentence for aiding the Germans.'
'For doing what you ordered him to do.'
'Det er logn.' In his excitement Jorgensen dropped into Norwegian. His face was flushed with anger.
'It is not a lie,' Dahler answered.
'Prove it then.'