The Sins of the Father - By Jeffrey Archer Page 0,23

towards the lower deck staircase.

'Do you want to join us for a drink in the staff canteen?' she asked.

'No, thank you,' said Emma. 'I'm exhausted.'

'Do you think you can find your way back to the cabin?'

'Lower deck seven, room one-one-three. If I'm not in bed by the time you get back, send out a search party.'

As soon as Emma had entered her cabin, she quickly undressed, washed and slipped under the single sheet and blanket provided. She lay on the bunk trying to settle, her knees almost tucked under her chin, while the irregular bobbing of the vessel meant that she couldn't remain in the same position for more than a few moments. Her last thoughts before she drifted into a fitful sleep were of Sebastian.

Emma woke with a start. It was so dark she had no way of checking the time on her watch. At first she assumed the swaying was caused by the movement of the ship, until her eyes focused and she was able to make out two bodies in the bunk on the other side of the cabin, moving rhythmically up and down. One of the bodies had legs that stretched far beyond the end of the bunk and were braced against the wall; it had to be the engineer. Emma wanted to laugh, but she just lay very still until Peggy let out a long sigh and the movement stopped. A few moments later, the feet attached to the long legs touched the floor and began to wriggle into some old overalls. Not long afterwards, the cabin door opened and closed quietly. Emma fell into a deep sleep.
Chapter 9
WHEN EMMA WOKE the following morning, Peggy was already up and dressed.

'I'm off for breakfast,' she announced. 'I'll see you at the desk later. By the way, we're expected on duty at eight.'

The moment the door closed, Emma jumped out of bed, and after she'd washed slowly and dressed quickly, she realized there wouldn't be any time for breakfast if she hoped to be behind the information desk on time.

Once she'd reported for work, Emma quickly discovered that Peggy took her job very seriously and put herself out to assist any passenger who needed her help. During their morning coffee break Emma said, 'One of the passengers asked me about doctor's surgery hours.'

'Seven to eleven in the morning,' replied Peggy, 'four to six in the afternoon. In case of an emergency, dial one-one-one on the nearest telephone.'

'And the doctor's name?'

'Parkinson. Dr Parkinson. He's the one man every girl on board has a crush on.'

'Oh - one of the passengers thought it was a Dr Wallace.'

'No, Wally retired about six months ago. Sweet old thing.'

Emma asked no more questions during the break, just drank coffee.

'Why don't you spend the rest of the morning finding your way around, so you know where you're sending everyone,' Peggy suggested once they'd reported back to the desk. She handed Emma a guide to the ship. 'See you for lunch.'

With the guidebook open, Emma began her quest on the upper deck: the dining rooms, the bars, the card room, a library, and even a ballroom with a resident jazz band. She only stopped to take a closer look when she came across the infirmary on lower deck two, tentatively opening the double doors and poking her head inside. Two neatly made, unoccupied beds stood against the wall on the far side of the room. Had Harry slept in one and Lieutenant Bradshaw in the other?

'Can I help you?' said a voice.

Emma swung round to see a tall man in a long white coat. She immediately understood why Peggy had a crush on him.

'I've just started on the information desk,' she blurted out, 'and I'm meant to be finding out where everything is.'

'I'm Simon Parkinson,' he said, giving her a friendly smile. 'Now you've found out where I am, you're most welcome to drop in at any time.'

'Thank you,' said Emma. She quickly stepped back into the corridor, closed the door behind her and hurried away. She couldn't remember the last time someone had flirted with her, but she wished it had been Dr Wallace. She spent the rest of the morning exploring each deck until she felt she'd mastered the ship's layout and would be able to tell any passenger where everything was with more confidence.

She was looking forward to spending the afternoon testing out her new skills, but Peggy asked her to go over the passenger files in the same