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Smiley put down the receiver and walked quickly past the reception desk towards the front door. He must see Rigby at once. Just as he was leaving the hotel he heard his name called. Turning, he saw his old enemy, the night porter, braving the light of day, beckoning to him like Charon with his grey hand.
‘They’ve been on to you from the police station,’ he observed with undisguised pleasure. ‘Mr Rigby wants you, the Inspector. You’re to go there at once. At once, see?’