He thought he had her all sewed up - with recorder tape.

"I'll come to your room at the hotel. We play the tape, you put the money in my hand."

"Is blackmail a new field for you?" she asked.

"Maiden voyage."

"I must say you have a masterly grip for a beginner."

"Look," he said, "life's a jungle. They throw you in it naked, and sixty years later they carry you off in a box. You just do the best you can."

He was doing the best he could - and she went right along with him. Right to a sound-proof room, a gun in his back, and not a soul in the world who knew or cared where he was.