5
An Uninvited Guest
The Captain
IT WAS JUST A FLASH for a second in my line of sight. At first I thought I was imagining things, but the image stayed on my retina. I had to investigate and quickly. Breaking away from Meredith, I pushed my way through the dancers and the spectators to where I had seen the white face that had so impinged itself on my mind. The last time I had seen the man was when I threw him out of the house. It was Kempton I saw. I was sure. As I reached the edge of the crowd I caught another glimpse of him over by the doors. He was sloping off and I was certain it was him.
How he got on board without an invitation I did not know, but I could guess what he was here for. I hurried after him taking as much care as possible not to be seen. In fact, I shrugged off my jack
