said.
âReading University. Mathematics and physics. Did some of his military service at Aldermaston. Never supported â anyway openly â the marchers. Labour Party, of course.â
âLike forty-five per cent of the population,â C said.
âYes, yes, of course, but all the same . . . Heâs a bachelor. Lives alone. Spends fairly freely. Fond of vintage port. Bets on the tote. Thatâs a classic way, of course, of explaining why you can afford . . .â
âWhat does he afford? Besides port.â
âWell, he has a Jaguar.â
âSo have I,â Percival said. âI suppose we mustnât ask you how the leak was discovered?â
âI wouldnât have brought you here if I couldnât tell you that. Watson knows, but no one else in Section 6. The source of information is an unusual one â a Soviet defector who remains in place.â
âCould the leak come from Section 6 abroad?â Daintry asked.
âIt could, but I doubt it. Itâs true that one report they had seemed to come direct from Lourenço Marques. It was word for word as 69300 wrote it. Almost like a photostat of the actual report, so one might have thought that the leak was there if it werenât for a few corrections and deletions. Inaccuracies which could only have been spotted here by comparing the report with the files.â
âA secretary?â Percival suggested.
âDaintry began his check with those, didnât you? They are more heavily vetted than anyone. That leaves us Watson, Castle and Davis.â
âA thing that worries me,â Daintry said, âis that Davis was the one who was taking a report out of the office. One from Pretoria. No apparent importance, but it did have a Chinese angle. He said he wanted to reread it over lunch. He and Castle had got to discuss it later with Watson. I checked the truth of that with Watson.â
âWhat do you suggest we do?â C asked.
âWe could put down a maximum security check with the help of 5 and Special Branch. On everyone in Section 6. Letters, telephone calls, bug flats, watch movements.â
âIf things were as simple as that, Daintry, I wouldnât have bothered you to come up here. This is only a second-class shoot, and I knew the pheasants would disappoint you.â
Hargreaves lifted his bad leg with both hands and eased it towards the fire. âSuppose we did prove Davis to be the culprit â or Castle or Watson. What should we do then?â
âSurely that would be up to the courts,â Daintry said.
âHeadlines in the papers. Another trial in camera . No one outside would know how small and unimportant the leaks were. Whoever he is he wonât rate forty years like Blake. Perhaps heâll serve ten if the prisonâs secure.â
âThatâs not our concern surely.â
âNo, Daintry, but I donât enjoy the thought of that trial one little bit. What co-operation can we expect from the Americans afterwards? And then thereâs our source. I told you, heâs still in place. We donât want to blow him as long as he proves useful.â
âIn a way,â Percival said, âit would be better to close our eyes like a complaisant husband. Draft whoever it is to some innocuous department. Forget things.â
âAnd abet a crime?â Daintry protested.
âOh, crime,â Percival said and smiled at C like a fellow conspirator. âWe are all committing crimes somewhere, arenât we? Itâs our job.â
âThe trouble is,â C said, âthat the situation is a bit like a rocky marriage. In a marriage, if the lover begins to be bored by the complaisant husband, he can always provoke a scandal. He holds the strong suit. He can choose his own time. I donât want any scandal provoked.â
Daintry hated flippancy. Flippancy was like a secret code of which he didnât possess the