Callaghan did not move. He was still looking at her. She thought that she disliked him intensely; that she had never, in the whole of her life, disliked any man so much.
"You're quite wrong," she said. Her voice was hoarse. It sounded strange to her, as if someone else was speaking. "Absolutely wrong."
Callaghan moved another step down the corridor. Then he stopped and took his cigarette case out of his pocket. He took out a fresh cigarette, lit it and inhaled with pleasure.
"So I'm absolutely wrong," he said. "All right. Well, if that's so it makes things a great deal easier for everybody, doesn't it? I can go ahead with the business of finding Lionel with a clear conscience. Knowing that the family really want him found and with no strings attached to the process. Knowing that when he
