The After House

I went the length of the cabin and into the chartroom. The maids'

room was here, on the port-side, and thus aft of Mrs. Turner's and

Miss Lee's rooms. It had one door only, and two small barred windows,

one above each of the two bunks.

I turned on the chart-room lights. At the top of the after

companionway the crew had been assembled, and Burns was haranguing

them. I knocked at the maids' door, and, finding it unlocked, opened

it an inch or so.

"Karen!" I called--and, receiving no answer: "Mrs. Sloane!" (the

stewardess).

I opened the door wide and glanced in. Karen Hansen, the maid, was

on the floor, dead. The stewardess, in collapse from terror, was in

her bunk, uninjured.