Chapter 36: XXXVI

XXXVI That night there was a storm and I woke to hear the rain lashing the windowpanes. It was coming in the open window. Someone had knocked on the door. I went to the door very softly, not to disturb Catherine, and opened it. The barman stood there. He wore his overcoat and carried his wet hat. “Can I speak to you, Tenente?” “What’s the matter?” “It’s a very serious matter.” I looked around. The room was dark. I saw the water on the floor from the window. “Come in,” I said. I to…