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"Maybe I'll call Mayport after I call the police," Henry said.

"Won't it be on the radio and in the papers?"

"Sure."

They were silent for perhaps a minute, each with the same thoughts. Then Nina said, "Henry, I really ought to be home right now."

"I know it."

"You know what he'll do, don't you?"

"No."

"I mean when he finds out where we were."

Henry took his foot off the accelerator. Nina had told her parents she was going to a late movie in Jacksonville, an imperative white lie. And Henry was deathly afraid of her father. Deputy Sheriff Pope, he had heard, had killed two men and shot others. He knew for a fact that Mr. Pope had beaten up a middle-aged tourist who had made a pass at Nina--beaten him so badly he almost died in the hospital. If they reported what they had seen, Mr. Pope would certainly hear of it. Even if the FBI and the police and the Coast Guard and the Navy agreed to keep their names out of the papers, the word would still get around to all the law enforcement people, and that meant to Mr. Pope.