Lancelot
there, and sheâs stagestruck and hangs around at all hours. In fact, make a complete record. Make a note of anyone you know: Merlin, Troy Dana, Janos Jacoby, Raine Robinette, even me and my wife. I want the whole picture. Do you understand?â
His single swift opaque look told me he did understand. Understood and agreed. Understood even that there was something I needed to know but didnât want to tell him, nor did he want me to.
âNow hereâs the problem. Think of it as a mathematical game. I want you to pick one of those rooms. Iâve fixed it up with Lock, you can have any room you want, he knows youâre in the film.â
Placing the floor plan on the plantation desk between us, I wrote names in empty rooms.
âThe idea is to pick a room or any other vantage point which commands a view of the following: the inner door of the Oleander Room hereâthatâs where they view the rushesâDanaâs room here, Raineâs here, Merlinâs here, Jacobyâs here. Hereâs the hitch (this should interest youâit baffles me): there would be no problem if the inner court were a simple quadrangle. You could simply sit at the window of nearly every room and see everything, even Merlinâs room, which is on the second story. All you would have to do is choose a room, say here on the first floor opposite. But as you see, it is not so simple. The court is L-shaped. So if you took this room, you could not see Raineâs room here. And if you took this room, you could see Raineâs room but not Merlinâs.â
âMm.â Now Elgin was interested, transported from the inelegant mysteries of white folksâ doings to the elegant simplicities of geometry. Using his thumb, he began to push his lip over his eyetooth, a new mannerism. My guess is he got it from one of his M.I.T. professors.
âTake these binoculars, Elgin. They are excellent night glasses. Donât forget your log. In your log make a note of everything you see: not only the exact time anyone enters or leaves a room, but anything else you happen to notice, what a person may carry with him, what they do, the smallest item of behavior.â
Elgin was busy drawing lines across the court, angles and declinations. He frowned happily. I repeated my instructions.
âYou mean all night?â
âYes. That is, from eleven to dawn. Or rather, just before dawn. I donât want you to be seen.â
âFor three nights?â
âMaybe. At the outside. Weâll see how it goes. Youâre relieved as of now from guide duty. Go home and get some sleep. Iâll tell Ellis that Iâm sending you to New Orleans to take a deposition.â
âI wonder what this room is. Probably the alcove for Coke machine and ice maker.â
âProbably. No window.â
Elgin took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. âYou see, hereâs what it comes to.â I could see him twenty years later, for his expression, his mannerisms had already begun to set; see him behind his desk, give himself to a problem, quickly take off his glasses and rub his eyes. âThe problem as you pose it is insolubleâunless you want to rig up a system of mirrors, bore holes in floors, which I gather you donât.â
âI donât.â
âYou see, if I were in 214, an upper room near the inner corner of the ell, I could see every room but Raineâs on the first floor. On the other hand, if I were across the court near the outer corner of the ell, I couldnât see Merlinâs room.â More lines, lines crossing lines like electrons colliding.
âTo see all rooms, posing the problem as you do, youâd need two observers. Me here and, say, Fluker here.â
âFluker! Heâd go to sleep!â
We both laughed. The very name was funny for us, a secret joke.
Elgin smiled his old smile, his sweet white-flashing un-mannered smile. âHe sho would. Hm. Letâs see. Letâs-us-see.â He gazed at the plan and tapped his pencil. Why did I feel like the student visiting the professor? âWe-ull!â (How happy scientists are! Why didnât we become scientists, Percival? They confront problems which can be solved. We donât know what we confront. Does it have a name?)
Elgin put on his glasses. âThe pool is here?â
âRight.â
âIs it lit?â
âBy underwater lights after ten. The floodlights are fixed to
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