Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy by John le Carré

‘I don’t know any. He was very fond of her, that’s all I know.’

‘Obsessively fond?’ His voice rose suddenly in anger. ‘What’s that shrug for? What the hell are you shrugging at me like that for? I’m talking to you about a defector from your own damn section, I’m accusing you of playing hookey with him behind my back, of taking part in damn-fool parlour games when you don’t know the stakes involved, and all you do is shrug at me down the table. There’s a law, Peter Guillam, against consorting with enemy agents. Maybe you didn’t know that. I’ve a good mind to throw the book at you!’

‘But I haven’t been seeing him,’ said Guillam as anger came also to his rescue. ‘It’s not me who’s been playing parlour games. It’s you. So get off my back.’

In the same moment he sensed the relaxation round the table, like a tiny descent into boredom, like a general recognition that Alleline had shot off all his ammunition and the target was unmarked. Skordeno was fidgeting with a bit of ivory, some lucky charm he carried round with him. Bland was reading again and Bill Haydon was drinking his coffee and finding it terrible, for he made a sour face at Mo Delaware and put down the cup. Toby Esterhase, chin in hand, had raised his eyebrows and was gazing at the red cellophane which filled the Victorian grate. Only the Russians continued to watch him unblinkingly, like a pair of terriers not wanting to believe that the hunt was over.

‘So he used to chat to you about Danny, eh? And he told you he loved her,’ said Alleline, back at the document before him. ‘Who’s Danny’s mother?’

‘A Eurasian girl.’

Now Haydon spoke for the first time. ‘Unmistakably Eurasian, or could she pass for something nearer home?’

‘Tarr seems to think she looks full European. He thinks the kid does too.’

Alleline read aloud: ‘Twelve years old, long blonde hair, brown eyes, slim. Is that Danny?’

‘I should think it could be. It sounds like her.’

There was a long silence and not even Haydon seemed inclined to break it.

‘So if I told you,’ Alleline resumed, choosing his words extremely carefully: ‘if I told you that Danny and her mother were due to arrive three days ago at London Airport on the direct flight from Singapore, I may take it you would share our perplexity.’

‘Yes, I would.’

‘You would also keep your mouth shut when you got out of here. You’d tell no one but your twelve best friends?’

From not far away came Phil Porteous’s purr: ‘The source is extremely secret, Peter. It may sound to you like ordinary flight information but it isn’t that at all. It’s ultra, ultra sensitive.’

‘Ah well, in that case I’ll try to keep my mouth ultra shut,’ said Guillam to Porteous and while Porteous coloured, Bill Haydon gave another schoolboy grin.

Alleline came back. ‘So what would you make of this information? Come on, Peter’ – the banter again – ‘Come on, you were his boss, his guide, philosopher and his friend, where’s your psychology for God’s sake? Why is Tarr coming to England?’

‘That’s not what you said at all. You said Tarr’s girl and her daughter Danny were expected in London three days ago. Perhaps she’s visiting relations. Perhaps she’s got a new boyfriend. How should I know?’

‘Don’t be obtuse, man. Doesn’t it occur to you that where little Danny is, Tarr himself is unlikely to be far behind? If he’s not here already, which I’m inclined to believe he is, that being the manner of men to come first and bring their impedimenta later. Pardon me, Mo Delaware, a lapse.’

For the second time Guillam allowed himself a little temperament. ‘Till now it had not occurred to me, no. Till now Tarr was a defector. Housekeeper’s ruling as of seven months ago. Right or wrong, Phil? Tarr was sitting in Moscow and everything he knew should be regarded as blown. Right, Phil? That was also held to be a good enough reason for turning the lights out in Brixton and giving one chunk of our workload to London Station and another to Toby’s lamplighters. What’s Tarr supposed to be doing now: redefecting to us?’

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