Chapter 20
Jane Hammond said softly, "So that's how it was."
She sat in one of the rose-colored library chairs, looking long and slim and lovely in blue. She had a radiance about her that did not come from the lamplight.
Clive nodded. "That's how it was."
Jonathan Ladd Jones, hunched up sullenly by the fireplace, turned to glare at him. "I should have been with you. I told you that. What if you'd been killed?"
"You'd have been out of a job and a quart of free Scotch a day." Clive stood up, glancing over at Vivien. She was curled in a corner with her feet under her, her face in shadow. She watched him with silent intentness.
Jane said, "Why were you afraid for us, Ed? You should have had Johnny with you."
"I had a reason at the tune." He grinned. "It turned out not to be a very good
