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“Yes.” She stared up at the stewardess in amazement. They took your name when you bought an airlines
ticket, of course, but she felt absurdly alarmed, and surprised.

“A call for you, Miss Nelson.”

“Call . . .”

“Radiophone,” the stewardess explained. “You can take it here.” She had a handset which she plugged
into a jack beside the seat. “You just start talking as you would over the telephone,” she said, and
handed over the instrument.

“Hello?”

She had never before heard the voice that now spoke to her. It came at her softly, greasily; it crawled
over her nerves. “Miss Nelson?”

“Yes.”

“Miss Della Nelson?”

“Yes. Who . . .?”

“The grey suit. The red handkerchief. You remember?” the voice said.

Remember? She shuddered violently. She couldn't help it. And when she tried to make a word, the word
wouldn't come, nothing would come, not sound nor anything.

The voice said: “I think I would drop the business deal you now have in mind. I think I would drop it by
all means. You will be much happier if you do, and you can understand that we will be happier ourselves.
We will be grateful as well, and so if you will call at the airlines reservations desk in New York, you will
find a round-trip reservation in your name to Cuba, and at the Pan-Arco Hotel in Havana you will find all
your expenses paid for a month. You will have a good time. You'll like it.”

She didn't say anything. Her lips felt numb, as if they had been slapped.

“Are you there, Miss Nelson?” the voice asked curiously.

She made some sort of a sound.
“Your brother is furnishing all this,” the voice said. Then it added, “Just a moment.” During the wait that
followed, some fifteen seconds, she managed to breathe inward and outward once, convulsively.
Walter's voice came to her, saying, “It's okay, Della. Its all right. You take the vacation, see. You take it.
It's on the up and up. They—I got the reservation, the hotel's taken care of. Its better you take this
vacation. You understand? You mustn't work too hard. You understand that, don't you? Goodbye,
Della. You take that vacation, Della.”

That was all. After that, the only sounds that came from the receiver were the sounds air and electricity
made.