The Sins of the Father - By Jeffrey Archer Page 0,22

quarters,' she explained as she unhooked the rope. 'You're going to have to share a cabin with me,' Peggy added as they walked down, 'because Dana's bunk is the only one available at the moment.'

'That's fine,' said Emma.

Down, down and down they went; the stairwells becoming more cramped with each deck. Peggy only stopped talking when a crew member stood aside to let them pass. Occasionally she would reward them with a warm smile. Emma had never come across anyone like Peggy in her life: so fiercely independent, yet somehow she managed to remain feminine, with her bobbed fair hair, skirt that only just fell below the knees, and tight jacket that left you in no doubt how good her figure was.

'This is our cabin,' she said finally. 'It's where you'll be sleeping for the next week. I hope you weren't expecting anything palatial.'

Emma entered a cabin that was smaller than any room at the Manor House, including the broom cupboard.

'Ghastly, isn't it?' said Peggy. 'In fact, this old tub has only one thing going for it.' Emma didn't need to ask what that might be, because Peggy was only too happy to answer her own questions, as well as Emma's. 'The male to female ratio is better than almost anywhere else on earth,' said Peggy, laughing, before she added, 'That's Dana's bunk, and this is mine. As you can see, there isn't enough room for two people in here at the same time, unless one of them is in bed. I'll leave you to get unpacked, and come back in half an hour to take you down to the staff canteen for supper.'

Emma wondered how they could go any further down, but Peggy had disappeared before she could ask. She sat on her bunk in a daze. How could she get Peggy to answer all of her questions if she never stopped talking? Or might that turn out to be an advantage; would she, given time, reveal everything Emma needed to know? She had a whole week to find out, so felt she could afford to be patient. She began to stuff her few possessions into a drawer that Dana had made no attempt to empty.

Two long blasts on the ship's horn, and a moment later she felt a little shudder. Although there was no porthole to look through, she could feel that they were on the move. She sat back down on her bunk and tried to convince herself she'd made the right decision. Although she planned to return to Bristol within a month, she was already missing Sebastian.

She began to look more carefully at what would be her residence for the next week. On each side of the cabin a narrow bunk was attached to the wall, whose dimensions assumed that any occupant would be below average height. She lay down and tested a mattress that didn't give, because it hadn't any springs, and rested her head on a pillow that was filled with foam rubber, not feathers. There was a small washbasin with two taps, both of which delivered the same trickle of tepid water.

She put on Dana's uniform, and tried not to laugh. When Peggy returned, she did laugh. Dana must have been at least three inches shorter and certainly three sizes larger than Emma. 'Be thankful it's only for a week,' said Peggy as she led Emma off for supper.

They descended even further into the bowels of the ship to join the other members of the crew. Several young men and one or two older ones invited Peggy to join them at their table. She favoured a tall young man who, she told Emma, was an engineer. Emma wondered if that explained why it wasn't only his hair that was covered in oil. The three of them joined the queue at the hotplate. The engineer filled his plate with almost everything on offer. Peggy managed about half, while Emma, feeling a little queasy, satisfied herself with a biscuit and an apple.

After supper, Peggy and Emma returned to the information desk to relieve Trudy. As the passengers' dinner was served at eight, few of them appeared at the desk, other than those who needed to ask for directions to the dining room.

During the next hour, Emma learnt a great deal more about Peggy than she did about the SS Kansas Star. When they came to the end of their shift at ten o'clock, they pulled down the grille and Peggy led her new companion back