mac.thepearlharbormurders-第26节

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　Dan　said　to　Hully；　〃Listen；　I　need　to　catch　a　liberty　ship。　You　want　me　to　haul　him　back　to　the　Arizona？'
　〃No…I'll　baby…sit　him　tonight；〃　Hully　said。　〃Clean　him　up；　and　let　him　sleep　it　off。〃
　Jardine　was　talking　to　the　Shore　Patrol　and　the　MPs；　showing　them　his　badge。
　〃You　guys　always　have　this　much　fun　on　Hotel　Street？〃　Hully　asked　Pressman。
　Dan　grinned。　〃Every　time。〃
　
　
　TWELVE
　Party　Crashers
　
　In　the　golden　Hawaiian　moonlight；　Schofield　Barracks…the　largest　military　base　in　the　United　States…　looked　like　a　perfecdy　idealized　American　town；　right　off　the　cover　of　The　Saturday　Evening　Post　or　the　back　lot　of　MGM。　If　it　were　not　for　the　surrounding　fields　of　sugarcane　and　pineapple；　no　one　would　guess　the　Hawaiian　location；　if　it　were　not　for　the　sentry…guarded　entry；　no　one　would　take　this　for　an　Army　post。　Street　after　street　was　lined　with　stucco　and　brick　houses　on　well…manicured　lawns；　ranging　from　bungalows　to　near　mansions；　depending　on　the　ranks　of　their　occupants；　of　course；　and…set　off　in　splendid　isolation；　like　castles　of　the　realm…massive　brick　structures　for　various　military　purposes。
　Burroughs　pulled　up　outside　the　gate；　waiting　for　FBI　agent　Adam　Sterling。　He　had　called　the　agent　at　the　Niumalu；　where　Sterling　had　been　brooding　in　his　bungalow；　after　an　unsuccessful　meeting　with　General　Short　on　the　lanai　of　the　latter's　home；　at　Fort　Shafter；　the　Army　administrative　quarters　just　outside　Honolulu。
　〃Well；　get　out　here　to　Schofield；〃　Burroughs　had　told　the　FBI　man；　from　a　phone　booth　outside　a　gas　station　with　a　magnificent　view　of　Pearl　Harbor　that　rivaled　the　Shuncho…ro's。　〃I　have　new　information　for　the　general；　and　I　won't　be　able　to　get　past　the　guard　without　your　help。〃
　Burroughs　filled　Sterling　in　on　what　he'd　learned　from　Kuhn　and　Morimura；　and　the　FBI　man；　excited；　said　he　was　on　his　way　and　hung　up。
　The　writer　had　paused　to　look　at　the　view；　before　driving　to　nearby　Schofield。　Pearl　Harbor　was　spread　out　before　him；　warships　moored　in　pools　of　yellow　luminance；　signal　lights　blinking　back　and　forth；　search　beams　stroking　the　sky。
　A　chatty　little　Japanese　man　in　coveralls…who　had　introduced　himself　as　Mr。　Sumida；　the　service　station's　owner；　and　who　had　smiled　during　every　moment　of　gas　pumping　and　windshield　cleaning…was　also　admiring　the　glittering　view；　as　Burroughs　paid　for　his　gas。
　〃So　beautiful；〃　Mr。　Sumida　said。　〃Like　great　big　Christmas　tree！〃
　Somehow　this　observation　was　less　than　forting；　and　now…as　Burroughs　waited　for　Sterling　outside　the　Schofield　gate…he　wondered　how　his　son　and　Sam　Fujimoto　were　faring。　About　now　they　would　be　bing　Hotel　Street　for　Bill　Fielder　and　Jack　Stanton；　and　the　writer　was　well　aware　of　the　potential　perils　of　that　sleazy　strip　of　sin。
　Sterling　pulled　up　in　a　black　Ford；　government　issue　no　doubt；　and　Burroughs　left　the　Pierce　Arrow　and　hopped　in　front；　on　the　passenger　side。　The　FBI　man　showed　his　ID　to　the　guard　and　they　soon　were　rolling　through　the　lush；　suburban　〃barracks。〃
　〃We're　probably　on　a　fool's　errand；　Ed；〃　the　FBI　agent　said。　The　rangy；　square…jawed　Sterling…who　still　reminded　Burroughs　of　a　hero　from　one　of　his　own　books…seemed　frazzled　at　the　end　of　this　long　day；　his　white　linen　suit　rumpled；　his　tie　a　limp；　wrinkled　rag。
　Sterling　proceeded　to　tell　Burroughs　that　when　he'd　arrived　at　Fort　Shafter　at　seven；　for　a　promised　ten…minute　audience　with　the　general；　both　Mrs。　Short　and　Mrs。　Fielder　were　already　seated　in　the　general's　car　with　its　motor　running；　in　the　driveway；　waiting　to　go　to　the　party　at　the　Schofield　Officers'　Club。
　Short　had　been　unimpressed　with　the　transcript　of　the　Mori　radiophone　call。　〃If　this　is　code；〃　the　general　had　asked　skeptically；　〃why　do　they　talk　in　the　clear　about　things　like　planes　and　searchlights？〃
　While　the　wives　fretted　and　fumed　in　the　car；　Sterling　had　tried　to　make　his　case　to　Short　and　Fielder　（who　lived　next　door　to　the　general）。
　〃General　Short　thought　the　Mori　call　was　'quite　an　ordinary　message；'　〃　Steriing　said　to　Burroughs；　pulling　into　the　officers'…club　parking　lot。　〃Nothing　much　to　get　excited　about。〃
　〃And　of　course　Fielder　parroted　that　view；〃　Burroughs　said　dryly。
　〃The　worst　of　it　is；　the　general　said　he　appreciated　my　'zeal；'　but　perhaps　I　was　being　'too　intelligence…conscious。'　〃
　Burroughs；　shaking　his　head；　said；　〃Is　there　such　a　thing；　with　war　hanging　over　us？〃
　〃When　it　es　to　matters　like　these；〃　Sterling　said；　as　he　parked　his　car　in　the　nearly　filled　lot；　〃it's　easy　to　be　wrong。。。。　Morimura　being　a　case　in　point；　on　my　part。〃
　Burroughs　was　getting　out　of　the　car。　〃You　might　have　done　better　with　General　Short　during　working　hours。　When　a　man's　wife　is　waiting　for　him　in　a　car；　dressed　to　the　nines　ready　to　go　to　a　party；　his　judgment　is　easily　impaired。〃
　As　they　walked　up　to　the　entry　of　the　unpretentious　brick　building；　the　FBI　agent　warned　Burroughs：　〃The　general　was　pretty　patient　with　me　at　his　house；　all　considering；　but　this　interruption　may　be　something　else　again。〃
　Sterling　had　already　explained　that　this　was　not　just　the　club's　weekly　Saturday…night　dance；　but　an　annual　cabaret…style　benefit　show　put　on　by　〃talented　young　ladies〃　who　worked　on　the　post。　Right　now　they　could　hear　a　small　bo…piano；　drums；　guitar　and　bass　fiddle…acpanying　a　thin　female　voice　doing　Ella　Fitzgerald's　〃A　Tisket　a　Tasket；〃　passably。
　Once　inside；　they　peeked　in　at　the　wood…paneled　dining　room；　which　was　decked　out　with　ferns　and　floral　arrangements；　and　every　linen…covered　table　had　fresh…cut　flowers；　between　two　lava…rock　columns　was　the　stage　area；　where　various　amateurs　were　ing　up　to　sing　and　dance　and　do　their　best。　The　men　in　the　audience　were　in　dress　uniform　and　the　women　in　their　fanciest　gowns；　and　the　club　was　brimming　with　brass…in　addition　to　Short　and　Fielder；　who　were　positioned　up　front　（unfortunately）；　Burroughs　spotted　Major　Durward　Wilson　of　the　24th　Infantry　Division；　Lieutenant　Colonel　Emil　Leard；　and　Lieutenant　Colonel　Walter　Phillips；　Short's　chief　of　staff。
　〃Wait　in　the　bar；〃　Sterling　told　Burroughs；　who　did　as　he　was　told；　as　the　FBI　man　waded　gingerly　into　the　sea　of　high…ranking　officers。
　With　the　benefit　show　in　full　sway；　the　bar　was　empty；　but　for　the　bartender　himself；　and　Burroughs　ordered　a　root　beer　at　the　counter；　and　retreated　to　a　booth。
　A　few　minutes　later；　Sterling　returned　with　both　General　Short　and　Colonel　Fielder；　neither　of　whom　seemed　happy。　Nor　did　they　did　seem　inclined　to　join　Burroughs　in　the　booth；　and　the　writer　crawled　out　and　stood　and　apologized　for　interrupting　their　evening　out。
　〃I　hope　there's　a　good　reason　for　this；　Mr。　Burroughs；〃　the　slim；　wiry　general　said　tightly。
　Burroughs　jumped　right　in。　〃You　already　know　about　the　Mori　radiophone　call；　and　the　Jap　Consulate　burning　its　papers。　What　you　don't　know　is　mat　Otto　Kuhn；　the　German　'sleeper'　agent；　is　working　with　Vice　Consul　Morimura；　in　an　effort　to　pin　the　murder　of　Pearl　Harada　on　an　innocent　man。〃
　The　general　frowned；　but　with　interest。　This　news　perked　Fielder's　curiosity；　as　well。　Short　gestured　to　the　booth；　said；　〃Let's　sit　down…I'd　like　to　hear　this。〃
　Burroughs　and　Sterling　sat　across　from　the　general　and　the　colonel。　Both　men　seemed　keenly　attentive　as　the　writer　told　them　what　Kuhn　had　admitted　about　the　phone　call；　and　that　Morimura　had　flaunted　his　spying　activities；　right　down　to　the　powerful　telescope　in　his　private　room　at　the　Shuncho…ro。
　Sterling　said；　〃My　office　has　clearly　underestimated　Morimura…he's　put　on　a　good　front　as　a　womanizer　and　buffoon。　But　it's　apparent　he's　involved　heavily　in　spying；　though　much　of　it　may　be　legal。〃
　〃This　is　intriguing　information；　Mr。　Burroughs；〃　the　general　said；　nodding　thoughtfully。　〃But　I　as　yet　fail　to　see　a　reason　for　your　sense　of　urgency。。。。〃
　〃Pearl　Harada's　uncle　is　on　the　FBI's　list　of　dangerous　Japanese…Americans　here　in　Oahu。　She　may　have　been　involved　in　something　having　to　do　with　espionage；　or　overheard　something。〃　Burroughs　turned　to　Fielder。　〃Wooch；　that　girl　made　a　concerted　effort　to　have　me　arrange　a　meeting　between　the　two　of　you。〃
　Fielder　shrugged。　〃Of　course…because　she　and　my　son　wanted　to　get　married。。。。〃
　This　was　news　to　Short；　who　looked　sharply　at　Fielder；　who　went　on；　faintly　chagrined。
　〃My　son　and　that　girl　knew　I　would　forbid　such　a　union；　and　she　wanted　to　try　to　win　me　over。〃
　〃That's　right；〃　Burroughs　said。　〃And　we've　been　assuming　that　she　was　going　to　bat　her　eyes　and　sweet…talk　you　and　just　generally　appeal　to　your　basic　goodness。。。　but　Wooch；　what　if　she　was　going　to　prove　herself　to　you　by　handing　you　sensitive　information？〃　　　　　…
　Fielder's　eyes　narrowed；　and　so　did　Short's。
　〃I　spoke　to　that　girl　minutes　before　her　murder；〃　Burroughs　said。　〃She　was　anxious　to　see　you；　Wooch；　as　soon　as　possible。　She　had　a　real　sense　of　urgency　about　her；　let　me　tell　you　。。。　and　somebody　else　had　enough　of　a　sense　of　urgency　to　murder　her　before　she　could　talk　to　you。〃
　Fielder　seemed　stunned；　trying　to　absorb　this。
　〃What　do　you　think　she　knew？〃　the　general　asked。
　〃I　can　only　guess；〃　Burroughs　said。　〃But　if　the　Japs；　through　Morimura；　are　waking　their　sleeper　agent。。。　literally　。。。　and　murder　is