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　The　songs　of　his　childhood；　the　folk　songs　of　Georgia；　welled　up　and　took　him　back。　He　wiped　away　a　small　tear　at　the　thought　of　so　much　beauty；　so　far　away。　Never　mind；　my　leave's　due　soon。　Then　I'll　be　home。　And　my　son　will　be　home　on　leave　at　the　same　time　from　Washington　with　his　young　wife　and　their　infant　son；　born　so　wisely　in　America。　No　trouble　about　a　passport　for　him。　He'll　be　our　fourth　generation　to　serve。　We　advance。
　The　darkness　was　pressing　down　on　him。　At　Arthur's　request；　for　further　safety　he　had　drawn　the　curtains　and　kept　the　windows　closed　though　there　was　no　possibility　they　could　be　seen。　The　apartment　had　air　conditioning　but　again　for　safety　he　had　been　asked　to　leave　it　off；　as　well　as　the　lights。　It　had　been　wise　to　leave　the　Finns'　apartment　before　Grey　in　case　there　had　been　a　change　of　plan　and　there　was　an　SI　tail　on　him。　Crosse　had　told　him　there　would　be　none　tonight；　though　tomorrow　another　man　would　be　assigned　to　him。
　He　had　caught　a　taxi　and　stopped　at　Golden　Ferry　for　the　evening　papers；　pretending　to　lurch　drunkenly　in　case　he　was　being　observed；　then　went　to　Rose　Court　and　Clinker's　and　down　the　tunnel　and　then　here。　There　was　an　SI　man　stationed　outside　Rose　Court。　The　man　was　still　outside　and　would　stay　there　or　not　stay　there。　It　made　no　difference。
　The　phone　jangled。　The　sound　made　him　jump　even　though　the　bell　was　carefully　muted。　Three　rings；　then　silence。　His　heart　picked　up　a　beat。　Arthur　would　be　here　shortly。
　He　touched　the　automatic　that　was　secreted　behind　one　of　the　cushions。　Orders　from　Center。　It　was　one　of　many　orders　he　disapproved　of。　Suslev　did　not　like　guns；　handguns。　Guns　could　make　mistakes；　poison　never。　His　fingers　touched　the　tiny　phial　that　was　buried　in　his　lapel　close　enough　for　his　mouth　to　reach　it。　What　would　it　be　like　to　live　without　instant　death　so　close？
　Deliberately　he　relaxed　and　concentrated　his　senses　like　radar；　wanting　to　sense　Arthur's　presence　before　it　was　actually　there。　Would　Arthur　use　the　front　door　or　the　back？
　From　where　he　was　sitting　he　could　see　both　doors。　His　ears　searched　carefully；　mouth　slightly　open　to　increase　their　sensitivity。　The　whine　of　the　elevator。　His　eyes　went　to　the　front　door　but　the　whine　ceased　floors　below。　He　waited。　The　back　door　opened　before　he　sensed　anything。　His　insides　fell　over　as　he　failed　to　recognize　the　dark　shape。　For　a　moment　he　was　paralyzed。　Then　the　shape　straightened　one　shoulder　and　the　slight　stoop　vanished。
　〃Kristos！〃　Suslev　muttered。　〃You　gave　me　a　fright。〃
　〃All　part　of　the　service；　old　boy。〃　The　soft；　clipped　words　were　mixed　with　the　dry；　hacking；　put…on　cough。　〃Are　you　alone？〃
　〃Of　course！〃
　The　shape　moved　noiselessly　into　the　living　room。　Suslev　saw　the　automatic　being　put　away　and　he　relaxed　the　hold　on　his　but　left　it　ready　in　hiding。　He　got　up　and　stretched　out　his　hand　warmly。　〃You're　on　time　for　once。〃
　They　shook　hands。　Jason　Plumm　did　not　remove　his　gloves。　〃I　very　nearly　didn't　arrive；〃　he　said　in　his　normal　voice；　the　smile　on　the　surface　of　his　face　only。
　〃What's　wrong？〃　the　Russian　asked；　reading　the　quality　of　the　smile。　〃And　why　all　the　'pull　the　curtains　and　keep　the　windows　closed'？〃
　〃I　think　this　place　may　be　under　surveillance。〃
　〃Eh？〃　Suslev's　disquiet　soared。　〃Why　didn't　you　mention　it　before？〃
　〃I　said；　I　think　it　may　be。　I'm　not　sure。　We've　gone　to　a　lot　of　trouble　to　make　this　a　safe　house　and　I　don't　want　it　blown　for　any　reason。〃　The　tall　Englishman's　voice　had　a　raw　edge　to　it。　〃Listen；　rade；　all　hell's　broken　loose。　SI's　caught　a　fellow　called　Metkin　off　your　ship。　He…　〃
　〃What？〃　Suslev　stared　at　him　with　pretended　shock。
　〃Metkin。　He's　supposed　to　be　political　m…　〃
　〃But　that's　impossible；〃　Suslev　said　shakily；　his　acting　consummate；　hiding　his　delight　that　Metkin　had　fallen　into　his　trap。　〃Metkin　would　never　make　a　pickup　himself！〃
　〃Even　so；　SI　have　him！　Armstrong　got　him　and　an　American　off　the　carrier。　They　caught　them　in　the　act。　Does　Metkin　know　about　Sevrin？〃
　〃No；　absolutely　not。〃
　〃You're　sure？〃
　〃Yes。　Even　I　didn't　know　until　a　few　days　ago　when　Center　told　me　to　take　over　from　Voranski；〃　Suslev　said；　the　twisted　truth　ing　easily。
　〃You're　sure？　Roger　almost　hit　the　roof！　Metkin's　supposed　to　be　your　political　missar；　and　a　major；　KGB。　Is　he？〃
　〃Yes；　but　it's　ridic…　〃
　〃Why　the　devil　didn't　he　or　you　or　someone　tell　us　you've　an　operation　going　so　we　could　have　been　prepared　in　case　of　a　foul…up！　I'm　head　of　Sevrin　and　now　you're　operating　here　without　liaising　or　keeping　me　advised。　It　was　always　agreed。　Voranski　always　told　us　in　advance。〃
　〃But；　rade；〃　Suslev　said　placatingly；　〃I　didn't　know　anything　about　a　pickup。　Metkin　does　what　he　wants。　He's　the　chief；　the　senior　man　on　the　ship。　I'm　not　party　to　everything　…　you　know　that！〃　Suslev　was　suitably　apologetic　and　irritable；　keeping　up　his　perpetual　cover　that　he　was　not　the　real　arbiter　of　Sevrin。　〃I　can't　think　what　possessed　Metkin　to　have　made　a　pickup　himself。　Stupid！　He　must've　been　mad！　Thank　God　he's　a　dedicated　man　and　his　lapel's　poisoned　so　there's　no　n…　〃
　〃They　got　him　intact。〃
　Suslev　gasped；　now　in　real　shock。　He'd　expected　Metkin　to　be　long　since　dead。　〃You're　sure？〃
　〃They　got　him　intact。　They　got　his　real　name；　rank　and　serial　number　and　right　now　he's　on　an　RAF　transport　under　heavy　guard　heading　for　London。〃
　Suslev's　mind　blanked　out　for　a　moment。　He　had　cunningly　set　up　Metkin　to　take　over　from　the　agent　who　should　have　made　the　pickup。　For　months　now　he　had　found　Metkin　increasingly　critical　of　him　and　nosy　and　therefore　dangerous。　Three　times　in　the　last　year　he　had　intercepted　private　reports　to　Center；　written　by　his　number　two；　criticizing　the　easy　way　he　ran　his　ship　and　his　job；　and　his　liaison　with　Ginny　Fu。　Suslev　was　sure　Metkin　was　preparing　a　trap　for　him；　maybe　even　trying　to　guarantee　his　retirement　to　the　Crimea　…　a　plum　posting　…　by　pulling　off　some　coup；　like；　for　example；　whispering　to　Center　that　he　suspected　there　was　a　security　leak　aboard　the　Ivanov　and　that　it　must　be　Suslev。
　Suslev　shuddered。　Neither　Metkin；　nor　Center　nor　any　of　the　others　would　need　proof；　just　suspicion　would　damn　him。
　〃It's　definite　Metkin's　alive？〃　he　asked；　thinking　through　this　new　problem。
　〃Yes。　You're　absolutely　sure　he　knows　nothing　about　Sevrin？〃
　〃Yes。　Yes；　I've　already　told　you。〃　Suslev　sharpened　his　voice。　〃You're　the　only　one　who　knows　all　the　members　of　Sevrin；　eh？　Even　Crosse　doesn't　know　them　all；　does　he？〃
　〃No。〃　Plumm　went　to　the　refrigerator　and　took　out　the　bottle　of　water。　Suslev　poured　himself　a　vodka；　delighted　that　Sevrin　had　so　many　important　safety　valves　within　it：　Plumm　not　aware　that　Roger　Crosse　was　a　KGB　informer　on　the　side　。。。　Crosse　alone　knowing　Suslev's　own　real　position　in　Asia　but　neither　Crosse　nor　Plumm　knowing　his　longtime　connection　with　deVille　。。。　none　of　the　other　members　knowing　each　other　。。。　and　none　of　them　aware　of　Banastasio　and　the　guns　or　of　the　real　extent　of　the　Soviet　thrust　into　the　Far　East。
　Wheels　within　wheels　within　wheels　and　now　Metkin；　one　of　the　faulty　wheels；　gone　forever。　It　had　been　so　easy　to　drop　the　honey　to　Metkin　that　safe　acquisition　of　the　carrier's　armament　manifest　would　guarantee　promotion　for　the　agent　involved。　〃I'm　surprised　they　caught　him　alive；〃　he　said；　meaning　it。
　〃Roger　told　me　they　had　the　poor　bugger　pinioned　and　a　neck　collar　on　him　before　he　could　get　his　teeth　into　the　lapel。〃
　〃Did　they　find　any　evidence　on　him？〃
　〃Roger　didn't　say。　He　had　to　work　so　damned　fast。　We　thought　the　best　thing　to　do　was　to　whisk　Metkin　out　of　Hong　Kong　as　quickly　as　possible。　We　were　petrified　he　knew　about　us；　being　so　senior。　It'll　be　easier　to　deal　with　him　in　London。〃　Plumm's　voice　was　grave。
　〃Crosse　will　resolve　Metkin。〃
　〃Perhaps。〃　Uneasily　Plumm　drank　some　more　water。
　〃How　did　SI　get　to　know　about　the　pickup？〃　Suslev　asked；　wanting　to　find　out　how　much　Plumm　knew。　〃There　must　be　a　traitor　aboard　my　ship。〃
　〃No。　Roger　said　the　leak　came　through　an　informer　MI…6　has　aboard　the　carrier。　Even　the　CIA　didn't　know。〃
　〃Kristos！　Why　the　hell　did　Roger　have　to　be　so　efficient？〃
　〃It　was　Armstrong。　SI　has　checks　an