"Who"s following me?" she said, looking round the cafe.
"Look at me," Wallander snapped. "Don"t look anywhere else. If there is anybody following you we can be quite sure he can see you and that you won"t see him."
"How do you know it"s a man?"
"I don"t."
"This is ridiculous."
"Drink your coffee, eat your bun, write in the form and look at me," Wallander said. "If you don"t do as I say I"ll make d.a.m.n sure you never get back to Widen again."
She seemed to believe him. She did as she was told.
"Why do you think they"re planning to move out of the castle?" he said.
"I was told I"d only be working there for a month, and that would be it. They"d be leaving the castle." "Who told you that?" "A man came to the stables." "What did he look like?" "He was sort of black." "A black man?"
"No, but he was wearing dark clothes and had black hair."
"A foreigner?"
"He spoke Swedish."
"With a foreign accent?"
"Could be."
"Do you know his name?"
"No."
"Do you know what he does?" "No."
"But he works at the castle?"
"I suppose he must do."
"What else did he say?"
"I didn"t like him. In fact, he was horrible."
"In what way?"
"He wandered about the stables, watching me grooming one of the horses. He asked me where I was from." "What did you say?"
"I said I"d applied for the job because I couldn"t stay on with Sten."
"Did he ask anything else?"
"No."
"Why was he horrible?"
She thought before answering. "He asked questions in a way that made it seem he didn"t want me to notice he was asking anything." "Have you met anybody else?" "Only the woman who took me on." "Anita Karlen."
"I think that was her name, yes."
"n.o.body else?"
"No."
"Is there n.o.body else looking after the horses?" "No, only me. Two horses aren"t much of a problem." "Who looked after them before?" "I don"t know."
"Did they say why they suddenly needed a new stable-girl?" "The Karlen woman said something about somebody being ill." "But you didn"t meet them?" "No."
"What else have you seen?" "What do you mean?"
"You must have seen other people. Cars coming or going."
"The stables are apart, out of the way. I can only see one of the gables. The paddock is further away in the other direction. And anyway, I"m not allowed to go to the castle itself."
"Who told you that?"
"Anita Karlen. I"d be sacked on the spot if I broke any rule. And I have to phone and get permission if I want to leave the castle." "Where did the taxi pick you up?" "At the gates."
"Is there anything else that you think might be of interest to me?"
"How do I know what you"re interested in?"
He sensed that there was was something else, but that she wasn"t sure whether to mention it or not. He paused for a moment before going on, cautiously, as if he were feeling his way in the dark. something else, but that she wasn"t sure whether to mention it or not. He paused for a moment before going on, cautiously, as if he were feeling his way in the dark.
"Let"s go back a bit," he said. "To that man who came to see you in the stables. Did he say anything else?"
"No."
"He didn"t say anything about them leaving Farnholm Castle and moving abroad?" "No."
That"s true, Wallander thought. She"s telling the truth. And I don"t need to worry about her remembering wrongly, but there is something else.
"Tell me about the horses," he said.
"They are two really beautiful riding horses," she said. "One of them, Aphrodite, is nine years old. She"s light brown. The other, Juno, is seven and black. It"s ages since anybody has ridden them, that"s for sure."
"How would you know that? I know very little about horses."
"I gathered."
Wallander smiled at her comment. But he didn"t say anything, just waited for her to continue.
"They got really excited when I came with the saddles," she said. "You could see they were dying to have a gallop."
"And you gave them their heads?"
"Yes."
"You rode in the estate"s grounds, I suppose?" "I"d been told which paths I could go on."
A slight change of tone, barely perceptible, a hint of anxiety made Wallander p.r.i.c.k up his ears. He was getting close to what she was wondering whether to mention or not.
"So you rode off."
"I started with Aphrodite," she said. "Meanwhile, Juno was careering round the paddock."
"How long were you out on Aphrodite?" "Half an hour. The grounds are huge." "Then you came back?"
"I let Aphrodite loose and saddled up Juno. Half an hour later I was back."
Wallander knew at once. It was while she was out with the second horse that something had happened. Her answer came much too quickly, as if she had been steeling herself to get past a frightening obstacle. The only thing to do, he decided, was to come straight to the point.
"I"m sure that everything you"re telling me is true," he said, sounding as friendly as possible.
"I"ve nothing else to say. I have to be going now. If I"m late I"ll get the sack."
"You can leave in a couple of minutes. Just a few more questions. Let"s go back to the stables and that man who came to see you. I don"t think you told me quite everything he said. Is that right? Didn"t he also say that there were certain places you weren"t to go anywhere near?"
"It was Miss Karlen who said that."
"Maybe she did too. But the man in the stables said it in such a way that you were frightened? Am I right?" She looked away and nodded slowly.
"But when you were out with Juno you took a wrong turning. Or maybe out of curiosity you took another path? It hasn"t escaped my notice that you like to do whatever you want. Is that what happened?"
"I took a wrong turning." She was now speaking so softly that Wallander had to lean over the table to hear what she was saying.
"I believe you," he said. "Tell me what happened on that path."
"Juno suddenly reared up and threw me off. It was only when I was lying there that I saw what had scared him. It looked as if somebody had fallen on the path. I thought it was a dead body. But when I went to look I saw it was a human-sized doll."
Wallander could see she was still fearful. He recalled what Gustaf Torstensson had said to Mrs Duner, about Harderberg having a macabre sense of humour.
"I"d have been frightened to death as well," he said. "But nothing"s going to happen to you. Not if you keep in touch with me."
"I like the horses," Sofia said. "But not the rest of it."
"Stick to the horses," Wallander said. "And remember which paths you"re not supposed to ride on."
He could see she felt relieved, now that she had told him what had happened.
"Go back now," he said, gathering up the papers on the table. "I"ll stay here for a while. You"re right, you mustn"t be late."
She stood up and left. Half a minute later Wallander followed her into the street. He supposed she would have gone down to the harbour to get a taxi from there, but he was just in time to see her get into a taxi next to the newspaper stall. The car drove away, and he waited to make sure it was not followed. Then he went to his own car and drove back to Ystad, thinking about what she had said. He certainly could not, on her evidence, be sure about Harderberg"s plans.
The pilots, he thought. And the flight plans. We have to be one step ahead of him if he really is going to move abroad.
It was time for another visit to Farnholm Castle. He wanted to talk to Harderberg himself again.
Wallander was at the police station by 7.45. He b.u.mped into Hoglund in the corridor. She nodded at him, curtly, and disappeared into her office. Wallander stopped in mid-stride, bewildered. Why had she been so abrupt? He turned back and knocked on her office door. When she responded he opened the door but did not go in.
"It"s customary to say "h.e.l.lo" in this police station," he said.
She went on poring over a file.
"What"s the matter?"
She looked up at him. "I wouldn"t have thought you needed to ask me that," she said.
Wallander stepped inside her office. "I don"t understand," he said. "What have I done?"
"I thought you were different," she said, "but now I see that you"re the same as all the rest of them."
"I still don"t get it," Wallander said. "Would you mind explaining?"
"I"ve nothing else to say. I"d prefer you to leave."
"Not until I"ve had an explanation."
Wallander was not sure if she was about to throw a fit of rage, or burst into tears.
"I thought we were well on the way to becoming friends," he said, "not just colleagues."
"So did I," she said. "But no longer." "Explain!"
"I"ll be honest with you," she said, "even though that"s the very opposite of what you"ve been with me. I thought you were someone I could trust, but you"re not. It may take me some time to get used to that."
Wallander flung his arms out wide. "Do please explain."
"Hanson came back today," she said. "You must know that because he came to my office and told me about a conversation he had just had with you."
"What did he say?"
"That you were glad he was back."
"So I am. We need every officer we can get."
"The more so since you"re disappointed in me."
Wallander stared at her in bewilderment. "He said that? That I was disappointed in you? He said I"d told him that?"
"I only wish you"d said it to me first."