Человек в высоком замке
Chapter 13
Okay—you’llcallorgogetsomeone?"
Afterpondering,shesaid,"Imeantto."
"Well,"hesaid,"anyhow,getthemforme.Formysake."
"Goyourself."
"Idon’thaveitcompletelyclosed."Bloodhadseepedthroughhisfingers,shesaw,downhiswrist.Poolonthefloor."Idon’tdaremove.Ihavetostayhere."
Sheputonhernewcoat,closedhernewhandmadeleatherpurse,pickeduphersuitcaseandasmanyoftheparcelswhichwerehersasshecouldmanage;inparticularshemadesureshetookthebigboxandtheblueItaliandresstuckedcarefullyinit.Assheopenedthecorridordoorshelookedbackathim."MaybeIcantellthematthedesk,"shesaid."Downstairs."
"Yes,"hesaid.
"Allright,"shesaid."I’lltellthem.Don’tlookformebackattheapartmentinCanonCitybecauseI’mnotgoingbackthere.AndIhavemostofthoseReichsbanknotes,soI’mingoodshape,inspiteofeverything.Good-bye.I’msorry."Sheshutthedoorandhurriedalongthehallasfastasshecouldmanage,luggingthesuitcaseandparcels.
Attheelevator,anelderlywell-dressedbusinessmanandhiswifehelpedher;theytooktheparcelsforher,anddownstairsinthelobbytheygavethemtoabellboyforher.
"Thankyou,"Julianasaidtothem.
Afterthebellboyhadcarriedhersuitcaseandparcelsacrossthelobbyandoutontothefrontsidewalk,shefoundahotelemployeewhocouldexplaintoherhowtogetbackhercar.
