The Woman on the Beach Page #3

What good are they in that cobwebby old closet?

You know they'd bring a lot of money.

And then we could get out of here.

Go anywhere.

Have some fun again.

Where would we go?

One place is pretty much like another to me...

They all have a dark, velvety hue.

And you my love don't care where you are, as long as you're with me.

Do you?

Well, do you?

No Tod, it doesn't matter.

My Peg!

I have to defend myself.

Sir, do you know who's outside?

Tod Butler, the painter. And he's here to see you.

Have him come in.

Mr. Butler!

Watch your step.

- Thank you.

Sorry to break in on you like this, Lieutenant.

It's all right. What can I do for you?

I need some help.

- Yes?

You see Lieutenant, I lose my sense of direction in the rain.

Usually I compensate for my eyes with many things:

The feel of the wind, the sun on my face...

...the earth under my feet...

And your cane I suppose is a big help?

Not really.

You always expect a blind man to carry a cane

and I disappoint them.

One of those racetrack things.

I really carry it to sit on.

The rain does bother me and I need your help getting home.

Well that's quite a distance for you to walk...

...in this kind of weather.

It wasn't raining when I started.

But you came prepared...in that raincoat.

In this climate at this time of year, one can expect anything!

But you got here.

- Yes.

Frankly Lieutenant, this was my destination.

I'd like you to drive me home...

...and have a drink and maybe stay for dinner.

Well, I'm afraid I couldn't do that, I...

...I have an appointment in town.

- I'm sorry.

Mrs. Butler will be disappointed.

You made a great impression on her.

Yes, a very great impression.

So naturally I'm interested in you too.

Look here, Mr. Butler...

...what exactly are you up to?

I have very few friends here, Lieutenant.

I'd like to know you better.

Well, that's very flattering, but...

...you think Mrs. Butler expects me?

Of course.

And I really do need your help to get home.

All right, let's go.

But I'm not sure about dinner.

Do you play chess, Lieutenant?

Chess?

- Yes.

Well, I played some in the hospital. But I'd be glad to take you on.

Good, we'll have a lot of fun.

Kirk!

Tell the Chief I'm going with Mr. Butler and I'll be back soon.

- Yes, sir.

- Tell Wernecke hello for me.

Yes, sir.

The only other blind man I ever knew was a shipmate of mine.

We were in the hospital together.

At first, if I hadn't given him my hand...

...he wouldn't have been able to find his own bed.

That was at first. Little by little things change.

One gets used to it.

Brandy, Lieutenant?

- No, thanks.

You don't drink?

Once in a while. But I can take it or leave it.

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