space.
With a sudden surge of hope, he stretched higher and just managed to touch the ceiling.
'I think they've done it,' he said. 'The water's dropped at least a foot.'
'Are you just saying that?'
'Reach up and see for yourself.'
'Yes. I can't feel anything.'
Don dropped his legs and his feet found a step.
'They have done it!' he exclaimed. 'We can stand! I told you, didn't I? The water's going down!'
Lorelli sank down beside him. She leaned against him and began to cry.
Harry's voice bawled, 'Are you still all right? We've diverted the water; now we're going to tackle the door.'
'We're okay, Harry,' Don shouted back. 'How are you going to get the door open?'
'I've found the switchboard. I'll turn the juice on.'
'Wait a few minutes,' Don said. 'Let's get clear of the water first.'
'Okay, sir; just give the word when you're ready.'
By now the water had sunk to Don's knees and he could feel it rapidly receding.
'We'll be out in five minutes,' he said to Lorelli.
'What are you going to do with me?' she asked, drawing away from him. 'Are you going to hand me over to the police?'
'I'm not going to do anything with you,' he said. 'It's what you are going to do with yourself, that'll be your problem.
As far as I'm concerned, you died down here with the rest of them, and I like to think that's exactly what you did do.
You'll have a few hours' start, but you must know sooner or later the police., will catch up with you.'
She didn't say anything for a long moment, then, 'Yes; perhaps Felix is better off after all.'
By now they were standing on the top step free of water.
'I'm going to tell him to open the door now,' Don said.
'Alsconi owns the Bazzoni villa in Palermo,' Lorelli said. 'As he tried to drown me like a rat, I may as well continue to act like one. He has a fast yacht in the harbour. It's called the Nettuno.'
'My men may have got him.'
'He's not so easily caught. I hope you won't let him get away. Before they open the door I want to thank you for what you've done for me. I should be dead now if it hadn't been for you. Felix didn't help me.'
'We're quits. If it hadn't been for you, Carlos would have finished me.' Raising his voice, he shouted, 'Okay, Harry, see what you can do now.'
Two minutes later, the steel door swung open.
An hour later, and back at the Trioni villa, Don was speaking to Rossi, captain of police at Rome headquarters, over the telephone.
Out on the veranda Cherry was administering to the needs of Giuseppe and his men, while Harry leaned against the veranda rail and listened to what Don was saying.
Upstairs, Marian was looking after Lorelli, providing her with a change of clothing.
Don was saying, 'No doubt at all. I have a witness for you that no jury will shake. Alsconi is making for Bazzoni villa in Palermo. You'll have to move quickly if you're going to catch him. He has a couple of hours' start. He has a fast yacht in the harbour: it's called Nettuno.'
Rossi said, 'Give me your number. I'll call you back.'
Don gave him the number and hung up. He got to his feet as Marian and Lorelli came into the lounge. Lorelli was wearing one of Marian's black frocks. Her red-gold hair was packed up out of sight under a close-fitting hat. She looked pale and uneasy.
Marian left them together and went out on to the veranda.
Don said, 'Well, what are your plans?'
Lorelli shrugged.
'What can my plans be? I have no money.' She took a cigarette from the box on the table and lit it. 'I won't get far.'
'I'll let you have some money,' Don said. 'The best thing I can do for you is to take you to Florence tonight. The police in Siena will be looking for you. You'll stand a better chance in Florence. Anyway, I won't be able to get the money for you until the bank opens. I can cash a cheque in Florence.'
She stared at him.
'You'll do this for me?'
'I said I'd give you a chance. It's not much of a chance, but it's up to you how you use it. I'll give you a million
