Ruined City (20 page)

'That must have been amusing, Mademoiselle.'

She gave him one of her brilliant smiles. 'He was so angry. He has made complaint to the management, but I have told them' — she leaned forward volubly — 'I have told them — I am artiste — I do not sleep with the clientele. It is not in my contract, that.'

He nodded. 'Quite right. It would not be dignified for an artiste to be like a common girl.'

She smiled again. 'M'sieur, you understand so well. I declare, I am very content that you have returned. And, M'sieur, I have received a letter from Sulina, from the Sister of the Annunciation. She has said that my little one has been enchanted with her presents, and with the perambulator. All day she Has promenaded in the garden of the convent, M'sieur, to play that she was nurse — you understand? And, M'sieur, the Sister has said that it has been necessary that the perambulator should be at the side of her bed so that she would sleep content. It was well thought of, that, M'sieur.'

Warren said, 'I am glad that I have been able to give so much happiness, Mademoiselle.'

She nodded. 'It was well thought of, and'very kind. M'sieur, we have worked to remind M. Theopoulos and M. Potiscu of your business — Hélène, Virginio, and myself. It has not been allowed to rest because you have been in London. M'sieur will be satisfied with the progress.' She hailed a waiter.

'Virginio — ask him if he will come to M'sieur.'

Virginio came to them, and bowed from the waist.

'Enchanté,'
he said.

Warren bowed. 'A great pleasure. Permit me to offer you a glass of wine.'

The dancer slipped into a seat. 'Pepita will have told you that our business has progressed, M'sieur,' he said. The good Hélène has arranged with M. Theopoulos that the Heads of your Agreement were presented to the Cabinet eight days ago, and M. Potiscu has spoken for the Treasury.'

Warren asked, 'The Cabinet has approved?'

'I declare, M'sieur,' said Pepita, 'it would have made a situation quite insupportable if they had not approved. I have said to all the world — here, you understand, M'sieur, in the Gonea — I have said to Rita, and to Maria, and to Bertha the friend of M. Lutonski, and to Lorissa, and to Jeanne — I have said to all the artistes who are accustomed to the company of a Minister, you understand, M'sieur — I have said that it is necessary that the Cabinet should approve the business. You will understand, I have told them of your great kindness to my little one and all the world has agreed — quite of one mind, M'sieur — it has been necessary that the Cabinet should approve.'

Virginio said, 'The Ministers have agreed the Heads of the Agreement, as presented by the Commission, M'sieur. All is now in order for the final documents to be prepared, granting to M'sieur the right to make the issue on those terms for three months. It will be necessary, however, for the constitution of the Board to be further discussed.

Warren eyed him curiously. 'You have good information of the business.'

The other bowed slightly. 'M'sieur need have no fear. It is quite accurate.'

Warren stayed with them for an hour, then left before the Ministers arrived and went to his hotel.

Next morning he went down to the Treasury, a long parcel tucked beneath his arm.

He laid it on the table in the office of the Treasurer. 'I have consulted with my colleagues,' he said to M. Potiscu after the preliminary courtesies. 'They were quite desolated that you had asked so small a present. To them, and also to myself, it has not seemed fitting that a man of such influence should receive a present only of an umbrella.'

M. Potiscu smiled, and made a deprecating gesture, his eyes fixed upon the case in childlike eagerness.

Warren continued, 'But since that was your wish, M'sieur, we have resolved that the umbrella should be of the very best that London could produce. Never in the world, M'sieur, has there been such an umbrella before.'

He opened the case; the Chancellor of the Exchequer beamed with delight and reached for the handle.

'No Indian Rajah,' said Warren, embarking on a flight of fancy, 'has ever had an umbrella such as this one. It is the finest that has ever been produced. It cost,' he said, instinctively doubling up, 'no less than six hundred pounds.'

The effect was all that he had hoped for. The Minister exclaimed with delight at the price, opened the umbrella, examined it,
held
it above his head, glancing furtively at the mirrror.

'It is too kind,' he said. 'And the Worcestershire sauce also?'

'But certainly,' said Warren. 'I have had that sent direct to the residence of M'sieur from my hotel.'

It was some time before he could get him down to business.

He left the Treasury an hour later; M. Potiscu was accommodating but inattentive and Warren judged it better to leave him to the enjoyment of his present. He went over to the English Club, and up into the smoking-room for a pink gin. He found the Air Attaché there, with the Consul and an Under-secretary, They greeted him affably and stood him a drink. 'How's London?' 'Raining,' said Warren. 'Here's luck.' The Consul leaned towards him. 'I understand your matter went before the Cabinet the other night,' he said. 'I hope it is progressing well?'

Warren nodded. 'I was very pleased to see how well it had been going in my absence. I had expected that it would have been at a standstill.'

'I think, Mr Warren,' said the Consul weightily, 'you may have to thank His Excellency for that. I believe that he has expressed to M. Deleben that your proposals were viewed favourably by His Majesty's Government.'

Warren nodded. 'I am sure that must have had a great influence on the matter,' he said gravely.

The open window of the first-floor smoking-room led on to a balcony overlooking the Litescu. The Air Attaché, lounging by the window looking down into the street, stiffened to attention.

'Good God!' he said. 'Come and take a load of this.'

The others got up and looked out. Down the rotten pavement oq the other side of the street strutted M. Potiscu, the umbrella held above his head as a sunshade. The sun shone brilliantly upon the pale green silk, the silver stick, and shot bright coloured beams in all directions from the handle. A small admiring crowd was following him.

'It's old Potiscu,' said the Air Attaché'.

'Whatever is that thing he's got?' asked the Under Secretary.

'It's an umbrella. With a silver stick. And just look at the handle.'

They looked in silence as the Treasurer passed by, a very happy man.

'Where do you think he got that from?'

'Blowed if I know. Looks as if it cost somebody a packet.'

'You mean, somebody's slipped it him?'

'I wouldn't be surprised. Who's trying to get something out of him these days?'

Warren moved hastily towards the door. 'I must be getting on. See you in the bar tonight?' He left the club.

The Air Attaché looked after him, and laughed. 'Did he slip that across?'

The Consul looked up, startled. 'Oh — I hope not, very much. His Excellency would be very much upset if that were so.'

'Never mind,' said the Under Secretary diplomatically. 'Perhaps it isn't.'

The next fortnight passed in a welter of business. Warren was joined at his hotel by two members of the firm of naval architects; they turnfcd a sitting-room into a drawing office to cater for the modifications to the oil tankers required by M. Theopoulos. In addition to that side of the business, there was the legal side. After long consultation with the Commercial Secretary, Warren picked a small Armenian Jew to be his legal adviser. Mr Pennington was careful to point out that he was not an honest man, but opined that he was probably more honest than the rest. Warren reinforced him with a solicitor from London.

Most evenings he went into the Gonea and spent an hour with Pepita. He played Polski Bank with M. Theopoulos on two or three occasions, losing about forty pounds each time; the Laevatian was unable to repeat his first epic coup.

He took Pepita out again one Sunday into the high mountains, driven by a Greek. They drove all day among the pine-woods and the flowers, relaxed and content. Once Warren said:

'You have saved one half of the hundred and fifty thousand francs which is your aim, Mademoiselle — is it not so?'

She nodded energetically. 'It is now a little more than one half. It is now possible for me to save more quickly — you understand, M'sieur — one becomes known to the clientele.'

'When you have reached a hundred and fifty thousand francs, you will retire from dancing, Mademoiselle?'

'But certainly. It is not pleasant, this life of moving always to a new place, M'sieur. That makes itself plain.'

'What will you do?'

'I shall go back to Corsica, to Sulina. It is my own place that.'

'Is Sulina a big town?'

She shook her head. 'No, M'sieur — not a big town. It is in the south, a town, you understand, where the houses are not separate — compact, standing as a block upon the hillside two kilos from the sea, in the olive woods.'

'Will you find much there to occupy you, Mademoiselle?'

She shrugged her shoulders. 'I declare, M'sieur, I do not care to be occupied all day. My little one is there, and there will be an occupation for me, is it not so? The Sisters of the Annunciation take care of my little one, and that is good, you understand, M'sieur, but it will be better that I shall take care of her for myself.'

Warren nodded.

'Perhaps,' she went on, 'I shall teach the young girls how to dance.' She laughed suddenly. 'Perhaps,' she said, 'I shall marry, and then I shall grow fat.' She made an expressive morion with her hands to indicate an ample bust.

'Perhaps,' said Warren, 'I shall come one day to Sulina to see how fat you have become, and to see your little one. And to drink champagne with you again.'

She laughed. 'But, M'sieur, we have no champagne in Sulina — not even Greek champagne. We have only our own wine, which is pink in colour, and very sour. You would not like it, M'sieur, I assure you.'

He smiled. 'That we will see.'

Her face fell, and she grew serious
.
'It will be necessary for us to wait for some years, first,' she said. 'It is insupportable, that, M'sieur, to have to wait so long.'

He patted her hand. 'One must have courage, Mademoiselle,' he said.

She smiled. 'That is necessary. And it is necessary also to take exercise, that one may not grow fat too soon. Let us stop the car, M'sieur, and walk a little in the woods.'

He took her back to Visgrad in the afternoon, in time for her repose before the opening of the cabaret.

The business was drawing towards its climax. The Agreement was in draft form in two languages, giving to Warren the right to form the company upon certain terms, defined in the Agreement, for a period of three months. The order for the ships was incorporated in an appendix to the Agreement, as one of the terms agreed. This document went into draft in seven successive stages, banthed from lawyers to

Government and back again to lawyers. It progressed, however, as well as could be expected.

'Glad I'm not that fellow Warren,' said the Air Attaché. 'Works from nine in the morning till ten at night, and then goes out to roister with Theopoulos and Potiscu. A great life for them as likes that sort of thing.'

Quite suddenly, it was finished. Warren sat back in his chair one evening, and stared at the little Jew. I'll take that amendment,' he said. 'It doesn't mean anything, anyway.'

He stared at the little man. 'That's the end, then,' he said wonderingly. 'You can go ahead and get that engrossed for signature now.'

'Okay, boss,' said the Armenian.

Warren went down next morning to see M. Potiscu. 'The Agreement is now being engrossed,' he said. 'If it is suitable to you and to M. Theopoulos, we could meet tomorrow afternoon at the British Consulate to sign the documents.'

The little rotund man before him bowed. 'I will speak with M. Theopoulos.'

'I should be infinitely obliged.'

A look of cunning crept into the stolid little face before him. 'God,' thought Warren, 'what's coming now?'

'You will return at once to London, after the signing?' asked the Laevatian.

'But certainly. Is it that I can do you any service mere?'

The Treasurer bowed. 'I am infinitely obliged, M'sieur. It is the umbrella, that your group were so kind as to send for me. I have considered the matter, and I find it is not quite what I require.'

Warren gazed at him dumbly.

'Perhaps, M'sieur, you would be so good as to return it to the shop and give me the six hundred pounds instead?'

Warren pulled himself together. This was the culmination of the business; he knew it, and the Laevatian knew it. A false move now would dirow the business back for many months.

He bowed. 'M'sieur,
-
he said, 'it would give me the greatest pleasure. I will arrange with the bank, and tomorrow evening meet you with the notes in the Gonea.'

The little man beamed oilily. 'You are so kind. And the umbrella?'