This United State Part 34
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'Do you believe a word of this? Rupert getting himself a proper job? The mind boggles.'
'It could be,' Newman speculated, 'that Rupert wants to get into his father's good books. After all, Sir Guy is a millionaire.'
'What do you think?' Paula asked Tweed.
'I don't think anything.'
'Going back to Osborne,' Newman said, 'you used the words "he apparently let slip" when you told us about Freiburg, the hotel he's staying at, the address. Did it occur to you he might have deliberately told you this?'
'Indeed, it did.'
'Then I vote that Paula does nothing about booking rooms in the hotel he mentioned.'
'Sorry, Bob, you're outvoted. By me. I want Paula to do what I requested.'
'I don't understand it.'
'I thought I'd made myself quite clear.'
'It's a trap,' Newman told him vehemently.
'So we walk into their trap.'
When Tweed, Paula and Newman arrived in the dining room Sharon was already waiting for them at a table by a window. There were place cards and Tweed sat next to Sharon by the aisle. Paula's card put her by the other window, facing Sharon with Newman alongside her.
'I think we're dead on time,' Tweed had greeted his hostess.
'Dead on time,' Sharon agreed with a smile.
'Don't use that phrase,' Paula whispered under her breath.
Only Newman heard her. He realized Paula was tense, on edge. Outwardly she was the model of composure. She smiled at Sharon.
'I think your ensemble is one of the smartest I've seen this season.'
'Thank you, Paula. That is generous of you.' She looked at two waiters who had arrived. 'Let's get the party going. What are you all going to have for aperitifs?'
As they ordered Paula found herself studying Sharon, despite her previous determination not to. She wore an emerald-green dress with a high collar. Round her slim waist was a gold belt. It was all perfect. She sat very erect, very much in control of herself but without a trace of arrogance.
She exudes an air of complete calm, Paula thought. She moved her head constantly, but slowly. Her green eyes also swept the table slowly and Paula had the impression she was taking in every little detail about her guests. She didn't fiddle with her magnificent mane, as so many women do. Her white, beautifully moulded face would attract the attention of almost any man the first moment he saw her. But there was not a hint of flirting with the men as she chatted in her very English accent.
'I propose a toast,' Tweed said, raising his gla.s.s and turning towards Sharon. 'To our hostess, Sharon, one of the most remarkable women in the world.'
'I'll second that,' Newman said instantly.
'I'm going to blush,' Sharon replied, then sipped her drink. 'I've dined with Heaven knows how many people in America,' she went on, 'but I haven't, until tonight, been honoured with a group of such talent and dynamism.' She looked straight at Paula. 'And what I have just said very much includes you.'
'Thank you. I fear you exaggerate,'
'No. It is the Americans who exaggerate.'
Paula had listened carefully to Sharon when she Was speaking in her soft voice. She had also been watching her. As far as she could tell Sharon spoke with absolute sincerity. It was at this moment that Newman said something Paula thought would ruin the pleasant, relaxed 'atmosphere.
'I imagine you should know, Sharon. About exaggeration. After all, you have been married to four Americans.'
'Oh yes, I have.' Sharon broke into peals of laughter. Then she concentrated on Newman, her wide mouth smiling. 'It would be you, Bob, who brings up the subject of my adventures - experiments is a better word - with four American husbands. I was very young when I was first taken to the States. I was dazzled Then after a year I realized I couldn't stand my husband. Always boasting about his big deals, running after other women. I left it to my lawyer to arrange the divorce settlement. I was staggered when he told me what he was going to get me. It was then it dawned on me.'
'What did?'
'Bob, do go ahead and have a cigarette.'
Paula realized that Sharon had noticed Newman reach for a packet in his pocket, then think better of it. He nodded, took out the pack and lit a cigarette.
'What did?' Sharon repeated. 'It dawned on me that in America the only people looked up to are the rich. So I thought, if this is the game over here, I'll play it. I was still very young. I had been elevated by my first husband into the world of country clubs, top hotels, Cadillacs, you name it. Which is how I fell for my second husband.' She burst out laughing again. 'I'll go on in a minute. We must study the menus.'
Paula was fascinated. Sharon's personality had suddenly - at the mention of husbands - become amazingly animated. She glowed with life and Paula realized even more why men would, at their first meeting, be hypnotized by her.
Once everyone had decided on their main courses, refusing starters, Sharon consulted Tweed about the wine list. After telling the wine waiter what they wanted, she looked at Tweed.
'I've been chattering on too much. Your turn now.'
'Did you know that Denise Chatel has booked out of this hotel - and driven off in her car? Someone told me before dinner.'
'Yes, I found that out too.' The animation was replaced by her deep calm. 'She didn't say a word to me. I can't understand why she did it. Or where she's gone.'
'So she's disappeared?'
'Vanished into thin air. And after working for me for two years. I'm puzzled - and worried.'
'Would it be worth informing the police?' Tweed suggested.
'I thought of that, then rejected the, idea. After all, she's a free soul. She was a good worker, but often I was never sure what was going on in her mind.'
'Sorry to bring that up,' Tweed replied. 'Let's settle down and enjoy ourselves, as we were doing.'
'Husband Number Two,' said Newman.
'He doesn't. let go, does he?' Sharon put her hand across her mouth to suppress a giggle. 'I really did fall for him. After we became engaged he took me to Hawaii. Before I knew what was happening we were married - on the beach. It all seemed very romantic. Then after six months he Was running after other women. By then my lawyer, Joshua Warren, had become a friend. After a year I'd had enough of it. Joshua again took over - and again I was astounded at the size of the settlement. I won't bore you with Number Three, which followed the same pattern.'
'Where were you by then?' Newman asked.
'Was.h.i.+ngton. The trouble there is a single woman is suspect - the wives of high society men think you're after their husbands. So you don't get invited anywhere. I'm all right on my own - I love reading, but there's a limit to the number of books you can occupy yourself with. Then Joshua introduced me to Number Four. I admit I married him so I could lead a more social life. When my fourth husband went off the rails Joshua was in attendance to handle the divorce.' She paused. 'I was rather naive. It was only then I understood the enormous fees Joshua was making out of my divorces. Enough to set him up for life.' She went very quiet, staring at the table. 'I began to feel like a high-cla.s.s call-girl - with Joshua manipulating me like a pimp. That's the way it goes in America - they're all corrupt. Which is why. I hanker for England.'
She looked up as the wine waiter showed her a bottle. He waited while she looked at it, then at him.
'I ordered 1992 - that's 1994,' she said sharply.
'I'm sorry, madame. I must have misunderstood you.' 'I spoke clearly enough.'
Tweed glanced down towards the main entrance. Rupert and Basil had just come in together. They strolled along the aisle and then Rupert paused by their table. He was staring at Sharon.
'I can recognize Venus-like beauty soon as I see it.'
Sharon glanced up with a blank expression. She stared at him, then lowered her eyes, her mouth tight with annoyance.
'Bob, aren't you going to introduce me?' Rupert persisted.
Basil stood by his side, smiling blandly. He adjusted a silk handkerchief in his top pocket.
'No, I'm not,' Newman told Rupert brusquely. 'And for your information this is a private dinner party.'
'I say, I say. A cordon sanitaire cordon sanitaire, as the French would say. Excuse me for being alive. Basil and I are on the way to the bar.'
'Your usual watering hole. I suggest you shove off there now.'
Newman had pushed back his chair. If necessary, he was ready to grab Rupert by the scruff of the neck and escort him through the Bra.s.serie next door into the bar beyond. At that moment the head waiter, sensing trouble, appeared.
'Is everything all right - to your satisfaction, I hope?' 'It's tewwific,' Rupert told him. 'They want the same all over again.'
Before Newman could intervene Basil pulled at Rupert's sleeve. He said something in an undertone and guided Rupert away from them into the Bra.s.serie.
'Everything is perfect,' Tweed told the head waiter. 'You have served us a meal to remember.'
'Thank you, sir...'
By then they were well into their main course. Tweed and Newman had chosen 'fillet of turbot. Sharon and Paula were both eating skewers of scallops and lobster on a bed of mashed potato with diced vegetables. During brief pauses in her conversation Sharon had delicately devoured large portions of her meal. Now she put down her knife and fork and looked at Paula.
'Who was that silly schoolboy?'
'Oh, that was Rupert Strangeways. His father is Sir Guy Strangeways.'
'I met him several times in Was.h.i.+ngton - Sir Guy, I mean,' Sharon explained. 'A nice man. I shouldn't say it, but he deserves a better offspring.'
'If you hadn't said it,' Newman told her, 'I would have done. Anyway, he's gone now...'
There was silence for a while as they concentrated on the meal. After dessert had been served and consumed Tweed posed his question to Sharon.
'Have you encountered a man called Jake Ronstadt?'
A heavier silence descended on the table. Sharon was dabbing at her lips with her serviette. She turned to look at Newman.
'Tweed is an interesting man. He fires intriguing questions at the most unexpected moment.' She smiled warmly at Tweed. 'Like a detective. Yes, I have encountered Ronstadt twice at the Emba.s.sy in London. Briefly on both occasions. I think he's a horrible man. Like a gangster. I can't imagine what he's doing at the Emba.s.sy.'
'He's not there now, Sharon,' said Tweed.
'Oh, have they sent him back to Was.h.i.+ngton?' 'No, he's at the Euler.'
'The Euler?'
'It's a top hotel here in Basel, no more than a mile from where we are sitting.'
'I find that very peculiar Why here in Basel?' Sharon asked.
'I've no idea. Someone who knows him by sight spotted him, told me. I was just curious.'
'So am I,' she said. 'Well, I'll be moving on soon. Not sure exactly when.'
'Moving on?' Tweed queried.
'Yes.' She turned, gave him her full attention. 'I was going to suggest we have coffee in the bar with a liqueur. That's when I was going to tell you.' She looked up as the waiter appeared. 'Can we have coffee in the bar? A quiet table if you can manage that.'
'Certainly, madame.'
Newman had turned round in his chair to survey the restaurant behind him. There were just a few couples here and there. He then saw Ed Osborne sitting at a table by himself. Osborne had a grim look on his face. Newman gave him a small salute. Osborne pretended not to see it, bent his head over a newspaper. What has disturbed him? Newman wondered.
Earlier, when Basil guided a wobbling Rupert through the Bra.s.serie, the second restaurant in the hotel, and on into the bar, he had to hold him up. He had found Rupert at a table in the lobby. There were several empty gla.s.ses on the table Rupert was sitting at.
'Need another drink,' Rupert mumbled.
'Are you sure?'
'When I say need 'nother drink, I need 'nother drink. Wha's the matter, Basil? Don't understand the King's English?'
'It's the Queen's English these.days. Has been for long as I can remember.'
'Basil!' Rupert said aggressively. 'You tellin' me how you want me to speak my own language? 'Nother Scotch. Wanna sit down.'
The bar was empty. For the moment there was no one behind the serving counter. Basil guessed the girl had taken an order into the restaurant. He kept Rupert moving. There was another exit which led out straight onto the street.
'You need some fresh air first,' Basil said firmly. 'Then we can come back and get something to drink.'
'Fresh air? Can't drink fresh air. Didn't you know that?'
'I'll bring you a drink outside,' Basil lied.
'Against Swish law. Drinkin' in the street. End up in pokey, we will.'
'Almost there.'
Basil was anxious to get Rupert out of sight before someone returned to the bar. He got a strong hold on Rupert, propelled him to the door at the rear. He opened it with his back, hauled Rupert out with him. The outside air hit them like a blast from the Arctic. Rupert's legs gave way. Basil let him slide down until he was slumped with his back inside the alcove. Then he left him there, confident he would recover swiftly. He had no doubt Rupert would go straight back inside the bar to order another drink.
Basil hurried the short distance along the road, entered the hotel by the main door, took the lift to his room. He reappeared very quickly. He was wearing a long black overcoat which almost came to his ankles. He walked off into the night.
When Sharon's party walked through the Bra.s.serie Tweed saw Nield and Butler having dinner at a table on their own. Neither of them looked up or said a word as they walked past. At another table, by himself, sat Marler.. When he saw them coming he picked up- his newspaper and began studying it.
'I'll go in first,' Newman said to Sharon. 'See if it's all clear.'
'I'm coming with you. People like that schoolboy don't worry me.'
This United State Part 34
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