15
In the evening, the dining car reopened, and Ginny ran into Hendrik near the doorway. She had gone to her room first to tend to Scarlet for a while.
Hendrik grinned at her. “I didn’t know if I should try your room or if you would be here. I thought I might find you here,” he told her.
“I was wondering the same. What have you been up to? I haven’t seen you around.”
“I had some business matters to tend to, on the phone and such.”
“Oh,” Ginny said. “I went by the telephone earlier but didn’t see you there.”
“I was only on the phone for a while before going into my room.”
“Oh, I see.”
“What have you been doing?” he asked her.
“I did go see Maureen and that porter about the new murder,” Ginny said. “And, of course, Detective Keating found out.”
“Was he cross?” Hendrik asked, and sh
