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dancing excitedly, the dark- skinned, thin man was staring and the elderly Iranian was not interested.<br />
me.'<br />
Richard cried, 'What the hell are you doing?'<br />
There was a moment's pause, then the fat man replied, 'Sorry. A silly accident.'<br />
'Nonsense. You were going <strong>to</strong> shoot that Arab.'<br />
'No, no, not shoot him. Just give him a fright. I recognized him suddenly as a man who had cheated<br />
Richard felt it was best <strong>to</strong> accept the explanation. After all, what could he prove? And would<br />
Carmichael thank him for starting an argument that would bring public attention? If he were on secret<br />
business, he would not.<br />
Richard let go of the man's arm.<br />
The officer was still excited. 'It is not allowed,' he was saying, '<strong>to</strong> bring guns in<strong>to</strong> the British<br />
Consulate. The Consul will be very angry.'<br />
'I am sorry,' said the fat man. 'Little accident - that's all. I'd better get out of here.' He pushed a card<br />
suddenly at Richard. 'I'm at the Airport Hotel if there's any problem, but it was an accident. Just a joke.'<br />
Richard watched him walk out, hoping he had done the right thing. But it was difficult <strong>to</strong> know.<br />
'Mr Clay<strong>to</strong>n is free now,' said the officer.<br />
Richard followed the man along the corridor <strong>to</strong>wards the sunlight. The Consul's room was at the<br />
end of the passage. Mr Clay<strong>to</strong>n was sitting behind his desk, a quiet, grey-haired man with a thoughtful<br />
face.<br />
'I don't know if you remember me,' said Richard. 'We met in Tehran two years ago.'<br />
'Of course. You were with Dr Pauncefoot Jones. Are you joining him again this year?'<br />
'Yes. I'm on my way there now, but I've got some time <strong>to</strong> spare, so I wanted <strong>to</strong> fly down <strong>to</strong> Kuwait.<br />
There's no difficulty, I suppose?'<br />
'Oh, no. I'll telegram Archie Gaunt at the Consulate. You can stay there. And we'd be delighted <strong>to</strong><br />
have you here <strong>to</strong>night. At the moment - let me see - we've got Crosbie of the Oil Company and some young<br />
man of Dr Rathbone's who's down here trying <strong>to</strong> get some cases of books through Cus<strong>to</strong>ms. Come upstairs<br />
and see Rosa.'<br />
He <strong>to</strong>ok Richard out in<strong>to</strong> the sunny garden. Some steps led up <strong>to</strong> the private rooms of the Consulate.<br />
Gerald Clay<strong>to</strong>n pushed open the door at the <strong>to</strong>p and showed his guest in<strong>to</strong> a cool hallway.<br />
Clay<strong>to</strong>n called, 'Rosa,' and Mrs Clay<strong>to</strong>n, whom Richard remembered as a cheerful woman, full of<br />
energy, came out of an end room.<br />
'You remember Richard Baker, dear? He came <strong>to</strong> see us with Dr Pauncefoot Jones in Tehran.'<br />
'Of course,' said Mrs Clay<strong>to</strong>n shaking hands. 'We went <strong>to</strong> the bazaars <strong>to</strong>gether and you bought some<br />
lovely rugs.'<br />
'The best buys I've ever made,' said Richard. 'All due <strong>to</strong> your excellent bargaining.'<br />
'Baker wants <strong>to</strong> fly <strong>to</strong> Kuwait <strong>to</strong>morrow,' said Gerald Clay<strong>to</strong>n. 'I've said that he can stay with us<br />
<strong>to</strong>night. Now I must get back. There's been some trouble in the office. Somebody fired a gun.'<br />
'One of the local sheikhs. I suppose,' said Mrs Clay<strong>to</strong>n. '<strong>They</strong> do so love guns.'