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  〃Yes; sir;〃 Lieutenant Hepplewhite said and flashed a sickly grin。
  Because it had been Lieutenant Hepplewhite who had awakened Captain  Deemer out of his bed。 It had been the only thing to do; the proper thing to do;  and the lieutenant knew the captain didn't blame him personally for it; but  nevertheless the act had made Lieutenant Hepplewhite very nervous; and  nothing that had happened since had served to calm him down。
  The lieutenant and the captain were different in almost every respect…the  lieutenant young; slender; hesitant; quiet and a reader; the captain fiftyish;  heavyset; bullheaded; loud and illiterate…but they did have one trait they shared  in mon: Neither of them liked trouble。 It was the one area in which they even  used the same language: 〃I want things quiet; men;〃 the captain would tell his  men at the morning shape…up; and at the night shape…up the lieutenant would  say; 〃Let's keep things quiet; men; so I don't have to wake the captain。〃 They  were both death on police corruption; because it might tend to endanger the  quiet。
  If they'd wanted noise; after all; New York City was right next door; and its  police force was always looking for recruits。
  But it was noise they had tonight; whether they liked it or not。 Captain  Deemer turned away from the lieutenant; muttering; 〃It's just a goddam good  thing I was home;〃 and went over to brood at the map of the Island on the side  wall。
  〃Sir?〃
  〃Never mind; Lieutenant;〃 said the captain。
  〃Yes; sir。〃
  The phone rang。
  〃Get that; Lieutenant。〃
  〃Yes; sir。〃
  Hepplewhite spoke briefly into the phone…he stood beside the desk; not  wanting to sit at it in the captain's presence… and then put the caller on hold  and said; 〃Captain; the people from the bank are here。〃
  〃Have 'em e in。〃 The captain kept brooding at the map; and his lips  moved without sound。 〃Tighten the net;〃 he seemed to be saying。
  The three men who entered the office looked like some sort of statistical  sampling; a cross…section of America perhaps; the mind boggled at the attempt  to see them as a group connected with one another。
  The first in was portly; distinguished; with iron…gray hair and black suit and  conservative narrow tie。 He carried a black attaché case; and fat cigar tips  protruded from his breast pocket。 He looked to be about fifty…five; prosperous;  and used to giving orders。
  The second was stocky; short; wearing a tan sports jacket; dark…brown  slacks and a bow tie。 He had crewcut sandy hair; horn…rimmed glasses; leather  patches on the elbows of his jacket; and carried a brown briefcase。 He was  about forty and looked thoughtful and petent in some specialty。
  The third was very tall and very thin; with shoulder…length hair; deep sideburns  and Western…sheriff mustache。 He was no more than twenty…five and wore a  yellow pullover polo shirt; tie…dye blue jeans and white basketball sneakers。 He  carried a gray cloth bag of the kind plumbers use; which clanked when he put it  down on a chair。 He grinned all the time and did a lot of bobbing in place; as  though listening to music。
  The portly man looked around with a tentative smile。 〃Captain Deemer?〃
  The captain remained by the map but looked over with brooding eyes and  said; 〃That's me。〃
  〃I am George Gelding; of C and L〃
  The captain gave an irritated frown。 〃Seeing…eye?〃
  〃Capitalists' and Immigrants' Trust;〃 said Gelding。 〃The bank you lost。〃
  The captain grunted; as though he'd been hit in the chest with an arrow; and  lowered his head like a bull deciding to get mad。
  Gelding gestured to the man with the bow tie and leather elbow patches。 〃This  is Mr。 Albert Docent;〃 he said; 〃of the pany which provided the safe  employed in that particular branch of our bank。〃
  Deemer and Docent nodded at each other; the captain sourly; the safe man  with a thoughtful smile。
  〃And this;〃 Gelding said; gesturing to the young man with the hair; 〃is Mr。  Gary Wallah; of Roamerica Corporation; the pany which provided the  trailer in which the bank has recently been housed。〃
  〃Mobile home;〃 Wallah said。 He grinned and nodded and bounced。
  〃Mobile; at any rate;〃 Gelding said and turned back to the captain; saying;  〃We are here to offer you whatever information and expertise may be of help to  you。〃
  〃Thank you。〃
  〃And to ask if there have been any further developments。〃
  〃We have them bottled up;〃 the captain said grimly。
  〃Have you really?〃 said Gelding; smiling broadly and taking a step forward;  〃Where?〃
  〃Here;〃 the captain said and thumped the map with the back of one meaty  hand。 〃It's only a question of time。〃
  〃You mean you still don't know exactly where they are。〃
  〃They're on the Island。〃
  〃But you don't know where。〃
  〃It's only a question of time!〃
  〃It is approximately one hundred miles;〃 Gelding said; with no attempt to  soften his tone; 〃from the New York City line across Long Island to Montauk  Point。 In spots; the island is twenty miles wide。 In land area; it is larger than  Rhode Island。 This is the area in which you have them bottled up?〃
  In moments of stress; the captain's left eye tended to close; and then open  again; and then slowly close again; then pop open once more; and so on。 It  made him look as though he were winking; and in his youth he had inadvertently  picked up more than one young lady that way; in fact; it still did pretty well for  him。
  But there were no young ladies here now。 〃The point;〃 the captain told the  banker; 〃is that they can't get oft the Island。 It's a big place; but sooner or later  we'll cover it。〃
  〃What are you doing so far?〃
  〃Until morning;〃 the captain said; 〃the only thing we can do is patrol the  streets; hope to find them before they get the thing under cover。〃
  〃It is almost three in the morning; well over an hour since the bank was stolen。  Surely they're under cover by now。〃
  〃Maybe。 At first light; we spread out more。 Before we're done; we'll look  inside every old barn; every abandoned factory; every empty building of any  kind on the whole Island。 We'll check all dead…end roads; we'll look into every  bit of woods。〃
  〃You're talking; Captain; about an operation that will take a month。〃
  〃No; Mr。 Gelding; I'm not。 By morning; we'll have the assistance of Boy  Scout troops; volunteer fire departments and other local organizations all over  the Island to help in the search。 We'll use the same groups and the same tech…
  niques as when we're looking for a lost child。〃
  〃The bank;〃 Gelding said frostily; 〃is somewhat larger than a lost child。〃
  〃That can only help;〃 Captain Deemer said。 〃We'll also have assistance from  the Civil Air Patrol in scanning from the skies。〃
  〃Scanning from the skies?〃 The phrase seemed to take Gelding aback。
  〃I say we have them bottled up;〃 Captain Deemer said; his voice rising and his  left eyelid lowering; 〃and I say it's only a question of time till we tighten the  net!〃 And he did that chicken…killing gesture again; making Lieutenant Hepple…
  white in his unobserved corner wince once more。
  〃All right;〃 Gelding said grudgingly。 〃Under the circumstances; I must admit  you seem to be doing everything possible。〃
  〃Everything;〃 agreed the captain and turned his attention to Gary Wallah; the  young man from the mobile home pany。 The strain of having to deal as allies  with somebody who looked like Gary Wallah caused the captain's head to  lower into his neck again and his left eyelid to flutter like an awning in an onshore breeze。 〃Tell me about this trailer;〃 he said; and despite his best intentions  the sentence came growling out as though instead he'd said; 〃Up against the  wall; kid。〃 (He didn't use bad language in uniform。)
  〃It's a mobile home;〃 Wallah said。 〃It isn't a trailer。 A trailer is a little thing  with wheels that you rent from U…Haul when you want to move a refrigerator。  What we're talking about is a mobile home。〃
  〃I don't care if you call it a Boeing 747; boy;〃 said the captain; no longer even  caring about the growl in his voice; 〃just so you describe it to me。〃
  Wallah didn't say anything for a few seconds; just glanced around the room  with a little smile on his face。 Finally he nodded and said; 〃Right on。 I'm here this  time to cooperate; that's what I'll do。〃
  Captain Deemer closed his mouth firmly over the several things it occurred to  him to say。 He reminded himself that he really didn't want to fight with  everybody on his own team; and he waited in controlled impatience for this god…
  dam draft…dodging useless hippie pot…smoking disrespectful radical son of a  bitch bastard to say whatever it was he was going to say。
  In a neutral tone; Wallah said; 〃What Roamerica leased to the bank was a  modified version of our Remuda model。 It's fifty feet long and twelve feet wide  and is usually made up as a two… or three…bedroom home in a variety of styles;  but mostly either Colonial or Western。 But in this case it was turned over to the  bank with no interior partitions and without the usual kitchen appliances。 The  normal bathroom was put in; that is; the fixtures only; no walls or decor。 The  modifications done at the factory consisted mostly of installing a full burglar  alarm system in the walls; floor and roof of the unit and strengthening the floor at  the rear portion。 This what you want; Cap?〃
  Instead of answering directly; Captain Deemer looked over at Lieutenant  Hepplewhite to see if he was taking all this down the way he was supposed to;  he was taking it down; but not the way he was supposed to。 That is; instead of  sitting at the desk like a normal human being he was standing beside it; bent  over; pencil flying across paper。 〃Goddamit; Lieutenant;〃 the captain shouted;  〃sit down before you get a humpback!〃
  〃Yes; sir。〃 The lieutenant zipped into the chair; then looked attentively toward  Wallah。
  The captain said; 〃You got all that so far?〃
  〃Yes; sir。〃
  〃Good。 Go ahead; buh…〃
  Wallah raised an eyebrow and one side of his mustache。 〃Hello?〃
  〃Nothing;〃 the captain said grumpily。 〃Go ahead。〃
  〃Not much more to tell。 It has the usual wiring in it; to be attached to regular  mercial power pany lines。 It has baseboard electric h

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